Whiskey & Ritalin Lyrics - Arrows & Anchors - Fair To Midland

from hand to heart and hands to head 

these gritty teeth grind gears of infrared 

he crash lands in dull white noise 

all I hear is static in his voice 

when those sweet red hands 

start their whirlwinds 

and you're the drain 

you're imagining things 

your pretend machine 

has sticks in its every spoke 

you're inventing it all 

from thin air and close calls 

welcome to the balancing act 

your rabbit's foot is hare and hounds 

and I drag pianos, eyes glued to the ground 

when he dialed 911 

busy signals sang familiar songs 

those sweet glad hands 

start their whirlwinds 

and you're the plane 

you're imagining things 

your pretend machine 

has sticks in its every spoke 

you're inventing it all 

from thin air and close calls 

if we bought the stock we'd be broke 

you taught us to claw 

put us through your speech 

if I'm a red anchor 

then your coming with me 

and on the way down 

we can sleep with the fish 

as we go into the blue 

we can both reminisce 

and you better hide 

or learn how to climb 

'cause your coming with me 

and on the way down 

you will sleep with the fish 

'cause your coming with me 

you're imagining things 

your pretend machine 

has sticks in its every spoke 

you're inventing it all 

from thin air and close calls 

welcome to the balancing act