Chase's House - The Revivalists

You pick me up, you put me down

Although you never made a sound

I’m living natural feeling free

So I drift away, thinking in blurred photographs

All the way to the mansion of my mind

You push buttons I pull weight

Every single day

You’re a fool to think I’d waste, and throw this all away

Spending all this time

Weighs heavy on my dime

Everyday, I ain’t got a second to waste

Well I know I’m no fun

When I’m moping like the pope

Humming Otis in the rain

These arms of mine will hold up hope

And I can’t tell if I’m owed, or do I owe

So I’ll put that on the list of all the things I’ll never know

You pick me up, you put me down

And still we’re wrapped up in the love

That’s always hung around

Tell me is this all a dream

Swimming the unconscious stream

That flows into the mansion of my mind

Let there be light

Let there be longing for a better way of life

It’s not neurotic it’s melodic when we’re struggling

Hanging from the fallen string

Unraveling the fabric of my time

Well I know I’m no fun

When I’m moping like the pope

Humming Otis in the rain

These arms of mine will hold up hope

And I can’t tell if I’m owed, or do I owe

So I’ll put that on the list of all the things I’ll never know