From the recording Heelers
Lyrics
She sets the desert scene
Wandering minds push shuffling feet
Lost somewhere in this in between
Dried out and cracking in the heat
Could things look like I wish they'd be?
Hey, at the end of the day
When the sun's fried my brain
And I lay my head down
But wait, I can hear myself speak
And my mind's running wild
Right out my ears and onto the ground
My outlook's overcast
I hear the sky crack open in the west
Hallucinating and I'm fading fast
Find the way home, forget this test
Could things look like I wish they'd be?
Hey, at the end of the day
When the sun's fried my brain
And I lay my head down
But wait, I can hear myself speak
And my mind's running wild
Right out my ears and onto the ground
Could things look like I wish they'd be?