Chalk Dust Torture (Album)

Chalk Dust Torture (Album) - Phish
Come stumble my mirth
beaten worker
I'm jezmund the family berzerker
I'm bought for the price of
a flagon of rice
The wind buffs the cabin
You speak of your life
Or more willingly
locust the lurker
Confuse what you can
of the ending
And revise your despise
so impending
cause I soak on the wrath
That you didnt quite mask
I'm getting it clearly through
alternate paths
Or mixed in with the signal
you're sending
But who can unlearn
all the facts that I've learned
As I sat in their chairs
and my synapses burned
And the torture of chalk
dust collects on my tongue
Thoughts follow my vision
and dance in the sun
All my vasoconstrictors
they come slowly undone
Can't I live while I'm young?
Can't I live while I'm young?
But no peace for jezmund tonight
I plug the distress tube up tight
And watch what
I say as it flutters away
And all this emotion is kept
harmless at bay
Not to educate somebodys fright
But who can unlearn
all the facts that I've learned
As I sat in their chairs
and my synapses burned
And the torture of chalk
dust collects on my tongue
Thoughts follow my vision
and dance in the sun
All my vasoconstrictors
they come slowly undone
Can't I live while I'm young?
Can't I live while I'm young?
Can't I live while I'm young?
Can't I live while I'm young?