T.B.D. - Live

In the moment I was losing my head

Readin' too much and losin' my head and I was

Reachin' forward, I was already there

Readin' too much and losin' my head

This information caused a cut in the line

Now I’m remembering God and readin' too much

It’s so nice

The print is smaller than the ants in the grass

I’ll have to put it away now

In the morning there are things to be read

Words to be said, and food to be fed

But I won’t be there

I’ll be clutchin' on a megaphone pointed at my head

Would you be there

Would you kindly, read this word for word

So loud and clear

I can’t remember it all

It needs to be clear, I tell you

If the feeling drops out of your voice

Would you kindly pick it up

This is how, I’ll go out tonight

Dressed in blue, by the book tonight

This is how, I’ll go out tonight

But I don’t need a book

We’re talkin' anchors, talkin' ships, we’re talkin' seas

We’re talkin' everything you need

You should be workin' now

Not only askin' how

And the whereabouts of where you’ll be

I don’t suspect you will be thinking

When the brain is dead

And the mind has taken over

This is a skill, this is not a game

Where have you been

Are you with us?

Can you hear us?

Got the megaphone pointed at you