Waking World Lyrics - Son Volt

Still breaking through, still breaking, breaking through, still 

The dogs have drowned, stealing young 

Slow motion highway, dreams of dust 

80s and hearts are burning through 

So here goes, through narrow doors 

Still breaking through, still breaking, breaking through, still 

Reckless days I've wandered 

Breaking the fall with trampoline feet 

Worked it on, stand clear of the closing doors 

Faces are extreme or weary or warm 

Still breaking through, still breaking, breaking through, still 

Oh, I've been real tired 

Shaken and stirred inside the waking world 

Fake fires and justice on the wishing well 

Face down in the dirt, far the dream fell 

I don't understand it, I don't understand it, I don't understand it 

I don't understand it, I don't understand it, I don't understand it 

I don't understand it, I don't understand it, I don't understand it 

Sweet escape, that's tranquilizer 

Sweet escape, every direction 

Sweet escape, now a choice is taken 

Sweet escape, the holy meditation 

I don't understand it, I don't understand it, I don't understand it