It's okay that you forget It's alright that you don't
wanna [want to] remember In your hands you've got a
martyr's head, in your mind, I know that's what you
wish you were Turn my blue sky black, you're such
a hard luck baby Yeah That's what's the matter with you
But I could sleep through this I am mystified as I
am in it If that's your ride, well then you ought to get
it It's just as if I wasn't dreaming It's all the same,
'cause I still wake up screaming Turn my blue sky
black You're pilgrim in the boxcar You can never
look back too far You can't ever look back
Turn my blue I could sleep through anything