Try and drink it from your mindnBut all the time it's therenMakes it hard to even think about tomorrownI'm worried she knowsnDoes she knows the biggest worrynThe nature of this tension, paranoid dementianI want it to be so good, relax relaxnIn all this bleeding forcefieldnGiving in, buckling under the weightnof the worries of your imaginingsnSat beside me, heard about itnHalf-mumbled language of the past toys with the presentnAnother man, it seemsnI need to make her another albumnAll about a girl he was briefly in love withnAnd that passing obsession is now nA manic monumentnIt's a place where you hold your breathn(breathe out, mind)nAnd sing a song just for hernI guess she'll never know itnBut I'd like just once for her to show itnA bleeding forcefield will surround younJust for once I'd like her to show itnnI don't know why I get this feeling from you, my dearnHe died there on the crossnAnd he showed no fearnDon't worry about the futurenYou gotta make your passionnThe present is only fleetingnYou gotta stop your mewlingnGet that meaning?nLet your feelings show!nnJack Nance was lost inside this songnA derelict, unknown force & then he's gonenDon't forget about his dreamsnUp there on the silver screensnDon't forget about your dreamsnYour wife is lying, your kids are dyingnYou don't know where to turnnYour kids are dying, your wife is lyingnYou don't know where to turnnnWe passed the bridge crossing, crossed looksnI guess I seemed like a different personnFrom the film I was innI watched that film again nFrom the safety of my brainnLike Heather Graham (?)nShe was born, she says, in Mill Hill, 1969nAnd it made me sad, thinking aboutnThat part of townnUsed to watch football and pass by on the busnWe've been dreaming of TigertownnTook a tiny turn back towardsnI know it's just a detour but it'snThe one I need to focus onnHe had no place to gon(?) lost inside the (?)nCrying in his sleep, waiting around to dienHe imagined her eyes, but somewherenI know it's just a word on a map nOn a wall in a summer housenIn a city far away from herenBelonging to someone I don't knownIf I lose Tigertown by the time I'm 21nHow can it even be there today?nnThrow off all the shackles that are weighing you downnThrow down all the robots and phoniesnThrow off all those things you don't neednThrow off all the (?) from the premisesnnFor these last few days, just leave me alone