Let The Records Play

When the Kingdom comes, he puts his records on And with his blistered thumb hits play And with the volume up he goes and fills his cup And lets the drummer drum take away the pain, the pain Breaking, forsaken, what's that you're taken? Bleeding the feeling, he lets the records play And should the future dim The cigarette light's in The vaporizer green light grim And when the shot glass talks he goes to listens up Until he's nice and numb again, again Shaken, the breaking, not one for faking, no! The reeling is healing He lets the records play, there's wisdom in his ways I've been down and I fell so hard and far from grace I've been hurt and I still recall the flaws on her face I've been off but but I'm on my feet, my feet again Shaken, forsaken, what's that you're taking? Oh! The weeding, the feeling, he lets the records play Shaken but breaking, not one for faking, oh! The reeling is healing, he lets the records play! Oh, there's wisdom in his ways --- Let the Records Play - Pearl Jam