She's fallen in love with the wrong one again And the things which were nearly near Are all entangled I hear The force of violins inside her Gettin' ready to bow The laws of spirit to guide her Gettin' ready to go Pulling your punches The hunt is cold They're launching your age The strangers stow She's singing some things that she knows she'll regret And all the words you can bear Are whisperеd everywherе The names of the streets around here Gettin' ready to go The flames and the heat around here As above so below Going in circles I assume Then blowing these miracles in the living room She's taking some things and she'll never return And all the men that you ever meet Are falling at her feet The dream of the drum inside her Gettin' ready to roll The drum of the dream inside her Gettin' ready to fall Falling with wonder I suppose Then torn asunder the thunder goes