Paperback

I'm going back in time To read a future line When mixing up the years It always ends in tears They're on the radio They're in the TV shows I think I'm going blind And seeing golden eyes I read it in a paperback Turn of the century Superabundantly We're talking post-Bleak House We're hearing screams out loud! They're on the radio And in the TV shows I think I'm going blind And seeing golden eyes Not! Now! Silent singer! A chandelier inside a Dead! Room! Soviet State! I've got a lot on my mind! I'm just! Figuring out! I'm just! Figuring out! I'm just! Figuring out! I'm looking alive! I'm looking alive!