Ezra Furman
Grand Mal
I believe in the shiver that comes in and takes over
I don't wait 'til it's over
I bathe in its waves
To the sea from the river I'm swept and pulled under
I will never recover
I won't be the same
It can happen whenever
I don't hold the lever
The shiver that severs the heart from the brain
And it burns through the tethers on electrical pathways
It hangs me up halfways between heaven and plain
And from here I see clearly, across rolling meadows
Around the earth curving and surging in pain
It's the circle that holds me
A wedding ring rolling
Across a black table
On a wedding day
From Letras Mania