Forget the words, the pictures are nice
And dream of a girl is somebody else’s wife
Trying a road it’s dead on the end
That’s how it goes, a copy of saving sin
Brush with the wild, we were the best
It’s all I recall, forget the rest
I’ll wait for a bus, aboard in a plane
I’m insane
Brush with the wild, we were the best
It’s all I can do, a beautiful mess
I’m making the call, my message is lame
I’m insane
[Instrumental]
We had a thing whatever it’s called
And you were a dream, and I was a concrete wall
There’s a fox in the snow, alone by a fence
But the fence’s too tall and it’s making me all depressed
Brush with the wild, we were the best
It’s all I recall, forget the rest
I’ll wait for a pass, board on a place
I’m insane
Brush with the wild, we were the best
It’s all I can do, a beautiful mess
I’m making the call, my message is lame
I’m insane
I’m calling you now, my message is lame
I’m insane
I’m missing you now, my message is lame
[Instrumental]
My message is lame
I’m insane
I’m insane
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