Crack-Up

So the mind won't lie And the arm won't set And the bright red eye isn't off you yet So the words won't come And the hand won't touch And a midnight sun doesn't look like much As an iris contracts, facing the day I can tell you've cracked Like a china plate When the world insists That the false is so With a philippic as Cicero "The tighter the fist The looser the sand" If I don't resist Will I understand? Ooh, ooh, ooh All things change Dividing tide far as I can see All fades through but my light of you, as Ylajali All I see, dividing tide Rising over me Ooh, wait Oh, will you wait? You, alive You, alive You, alive --- Crack-Up - Fleet Foxes