Thinking Round Corners
(专辑: Catfish Rising - 1991)
All of you sit up in bed. Don't think in straight lines ahead. Can't sleep? Head spin? Don't think in circles, it'll do you in. Think back to the
dream you had; no sense of being good or bad. Jump to the
left, jump to the
right. Think round corners into night. Let's go in wet corridors: dive down drains. Draw strength from machinery, it's al] the
same. Thinking round corners. Think round corners, I
say. Pretty girl with neon eyes: best man between white thighs. Bridegroom didn't know a
thing: got his love in lights, she wears two rings. Think back to that dream you had. Blue boy sorry, pink girl sad. Yellow cow, big-eyed moon all coming round the
corner soon. Let's stand in rapids: cling to carnivals. Spit life from the
maypole in savage ceremony. Let's go in wet corridors: dive down drains. Draw strength from machinery, it's all the
same. Thinking round corners. Think round corners, I
say. Paper cowboys, tin drums banging where the
white man comes. Landowners with whips and chains but soft in bed amidst warm rains. Thinking back to the
dream they had. Jack and Jill. Jack the
lad. Homestead. Home free. How about leaving some for me? Let's bathe in malt whisky: covet gold finery through the
eyes of a
Jackdaw, dressed to the
nines. Let's go in wet corridors: dive down drains. Draw strength from machinery, it's all the
same. Thinking round corners. Think round corners, I
say. Thinking round corners.