Pony Ride

He only wants to get you out of your mind Offer sweet resistance don't be unkind When I was a boy I rode on his back Now I ask myself the question There's no way I'm leaving this pony ride In the midday tournament I should never complain again Thoughts spread like vines tangled up inside They all decide to find a place If you can hear the circuits jam I cannot tell To the top of the hill I dig in my heels And I whisper gently to the lord of the fields And I listen closely to the sound of the bees But I fear my nature has lost me Somedays I'd rather be mystified Than understanding part of it And have you try to explain again Thoughts spread like vines tangled up inside They all decide to find a place You can hear the circuits jam I cannot tell Only love Is tripping you up Poking your eye Taking you downtown What goes on I'll sing you a song A face on the mirror, the mirror They come from the underground And deep down you know it's true You laid out the welcome mat For catfish and vampire bats Somedays I'd rather be mystified Than understanding part of it And have you try to explain again Thoughts spread like vines Tangled up inside They all decide to find a place You can hear the circuits jam I cannot tell --- Pony Ride - Neil Finn