Caught in the locked groove of this long season
These hours motions circle, still repeating
The beat moves on itself
The beat moves on itself
Everyday my love
Crazy, crazy days are gone
When I come home
And we're finally alone
I'm caught in your arms safe from a morning
No one walks out on the tightrope today my love
The beat moves on itself
The beat moves on itself
Everyday my love
Crazy, crazy days are gone
When I come home
Crazy, crazy days are gone
When I come home
We awoke at the edge of a summer
New days began to stretch their legs
And the tempo's changing the compliancy
The needle finds the groove to free us tonight
We awoke on the edge of this winter
The ice melts off and flows in like a song
The record plays but the needles old
It lets the player take control
Move the speakers how they're told
To make us march for something more
Music is a sedative
And you put out what you put in