Frank Black Headache
This wrinkle in time, I can't give it no credit I thought about my space and I really got me down (got me down) Got me so down, I got me a headache My heart is crammed in my cranium and it still knows how to pound I was counting the rings And I fell into a sleep I peeked to see if you were way back when I was counting the trees Until a day when there was one I'd hoped beneath, asleep is where that you had been Well, I found you Maybe you can help me And I can help you