Chalk Dust Torture - Phish Come stumble my mirth beaten worker
I'm jezmund the family berzerker
I'm bought for the price of a flagon of rice The wind buffs the cabin You speak of your life Or more willingly locust the lurker
Confuse what you can of the ending
And revise your despise so impending
cause I soak on the wrath That you didnt quite mask I'm getting it clearly through alternate paths Or mixed in with the signal
But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned
And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue
Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun
All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone Can't I live while I'm young?
Can't I live while I'm young?
Can't I live while I'm young?
But no peace for jezmund tonight
I plug the distress tube up tight
And watch what I say as it flutters away And all this emotion is kept harmless at bay Not to educate somebodys fright
But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned
And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue
Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone follow my vision Can't I live while I'm young?
Can't I live while I'm young?
Can't I live while I'm young?
Can't I live while I'm young?
But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned
And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone Can't this wait till Can't I live while I'm young?
