Waking World

By Son Volt

On The Search

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Still breaking through

Still breaking, breaking through this doom

The dogs of triumph steal again

Slow motion highway; dreams of dust

Hades and hearts on the burning road

So it goes, numero dos

Still breaking through

Still breaking, breaking through this doom

Reckless days of wonder

Breaking the fall with trampoline feet

Workday done, stand clear of the closing doors

Faces on the street are weary of war

Still breaking through

Still breaking, breaking through this doom

Caught up in real time

Shaken and stirred inside the waking world

Fake fires of justice on a wishing well

Face down in the dirt

How far the dream fell

I don't understand it, I don't understand it, I don't understand it

I don't understand it, I don't understand it, I don't understand it

I don't understand it, I don't understand it, I don't understand it

Sweet escape, that's a tranquilizer

Sweet escape, every direction

Sweet escape, now a choice is taken

Sweet escape, the holy meditation

I don't understand it, I don't understand it, I don't understand it