Written by Ryan Walsh, © 2007 Reverse The Tape Decks (ASCAP)

the trap can't trap you
if you take it to pieces
stop thinking you're somebody else
stop crying and go get some help
stop trying to solve it your self
and you know what else?

her misfortunes fell upon her
call and response
good morning alchemy
start strumming my super strings
it's a wilderness of mirrors and kings
bespectacled devil with wings

it's hard to imagine
anything more terrifying
than dying in someone else's dream
waking up in a coffin of trees
and your soul getting hauled off by bees
and if you think that's too much to believe

a munitions expert
while disarming a bomb
realizes he left the stove on at home
he imagines his house up in smoke
while he renders explosives a joke

I'm a planet, I'm the moon
I'm barely in this room
won't somebody please shake me awake?
put me in the front yard with a rake
it's the simplest of tasks I can take
if I don't want to break
and I don't want to break

the playwright has stage fright
the doctor is sick
the electrician struck down by lightning
burning candles from more than two ends
is that me? I guess it depends
hell, go ask my friends

I'm a planet, I'm the moon
I'm barely in this room
won't somebody please shake me awake