Magic In The Panic
I can't go home,
Though the wind is getting meaner
I can feel it in my bones
Nobody's gonna be there
And I need someone to be there
I'm pulling in a long long line. I always think I got 'em.
The water column's full of life, but I'm dragging the bottom
This is me dragging the bottom
Hoping there's
Magic in the panic, magic in the upshift
Magic in the scattering of the family
I could do it in the early days
In among the lost ones
I had the campaign in my veins
The drummer in the rostrum
Drumming the lost ones
But when the lost ones grow up,
You're hitting on a lonesome drum
The shrug comes creeping in
Just looking for the season's end,
Hoping there's
Magic in the panic, magic in the upshift
Magic in the scattering of the family