Galaxie
by Blind Melon
I'm entering a frame
Bombarded by indecisions
Where men like me
Can easily let the day get out of control
Down this far in the quarter
I'm pushed hard upon the border
But I'd rather be caught around now
Instead of, oh say, around the month of June
But if I can leave with a little bit of explanation
Then anywhere in the world I choose to go
I'll have it made
Is this the place that I want to be?
Is it you who I want to see?
Holding on, hold it high, show me everything
And you're leaving me
Yeah you're leaving me
You're leaving me with a hated identity
But I keep on a coming here and standing in this state
Oh and I'm never really sure if you'll take
What I'm saying the right way
But I'm not apalled or afraid
Verbal pocket play
Is as discreet as I can muster up to be
Because the Cadillac that's sitting in the back
It isn't me
Oh, no, no, no it isn't me
I'm more at home in my Galaxie, more yeah
Can I do the things I wanna do
That I don't do because of you
And I'll take a left then I'll second guess into total mess
And you're leaving me
Yeah you're leaving me
You're leaving me with a hated identity
But I keep on a coming here and standing in this state
Oh and I'm always reassured
The situation's getting carried away
But I'm not apalled or afraid
Verbal pocket play
Is as discreet as I can muster up to be
Because the Cadillac that's sitting in the back
It isn't me
Oh, no, no, no it isn't me
Oh, no, no, no it isn't me
No it isn't me
No it isn't me
No it isn't me
Oh, no it isn't me
No it isn't me
In my Galaxie
