There was an earthquake
In her dreams so she thinks her
Foundation is crumbling away

Fault lines in her words
Hoping to show her so disturbed that
Has shaped her to what she is today


Getting through to her
Getting through to her

Getting through to her
Getting through to her


Sometimes when I call
She tells me things that were not her fault
And her surface starts to break

Breakdown a hurting sound
I want to tell her that it's ok now
But I'm not too sure just what to say


Getting through to her
Getting through to her

Getting through to her
Getting through to her


All she wants is some breathing room
If not tomorrow surely one day soon
All she wants is some breathing room

If not tomorrow surely one day soon

Excuse me did she say

She wished she went away
And not return to the shame
Brought to her those days

We'll take man's dirty deeds
And suck them out like cosmic beings
Into the sun hoping

They'll be happy burning
But life is not T.V.
Life is not T.V.

Life is not T.V.

She's on wounded knee

The wild crazy horse that's me
Her heart parts ??
I feel refreshed when I watch her sleep

Sometimes it's all I need
It's all about the company we keep


Getting through to her
Getting through to her
Getting through to her

Getting through to her

All she wants is some breathing room

If not tomorrow surely one day soon
All she wants is some breathing room
If not tomorrow surely one day soon

If not tomorrow surely one day soon