But if I let you breathe your wind
Through the stops that stop my mind
You'll hold me dumb under your thumb
And play me like a flute
You light a lamp beneath my skin
Electricity I can hardly hold you in
Mouthing the words of borrowed calls
My head a puppet shadow on the wall
This is my favorite pain
The ringing in my ears of this refrain
That leads the army marching
Singing as they're searching
Deep in the heart of this colonized terrain
How can you be both the lock and key
That shuts the trap and traps the voice
And winds the mind in 4/4 time
Until the musicbox ends
And I am
Deep in the heart of this colonized terrain
If there was a word that bloomed in the valley of my head
You could pluck it out, supplant it with one of yours instead
See it tripping up my neck
Dripping daisies on my tongue
The flowers that are sweet to grow
Are sometimes poisonous
And they give the sweetest pain
The ringing in my ears of this refrain
That leads the army marching
Singing as they're searching
