Whisper

Baby, baby

Foolish baby

Wipe your foolish blame

Crazy, crazy

Crazy, baby

Wipe your foolish blame

I've been thinking bout this all week

How were lost on a losing streak

Armed guards at the last mini-mart

Shootin' it wide of the mark

Roadblocks goin' up in the dark

Hi-rise towers take a tightrope walk

Truths a whisper

A shaky whisper

chase it, then it's wrong

Time is panic

Hushed and rankled

You feel it, then it's gone

They take us in for identity checks

They've been roundin' up all their best bets

The refineries flare in the night

Roman candles from some other life

What's best, is somewhere in your hands

My best laid plans, your hands,

My best laid plans, your hands

Your hands, my best laid plans.

Shout! Got nothing to show for this

Shout! Where is the now?

Where are the next three minutes?

Shout! Got nothin' to show for this

Shout!