Text: Rush. My Favorite Headache.

One man standing on the plains of Abraham
Watching the damaged sunrise
One man standing near the edge of a quiet breakdown

I watch the sea, it helps to anchor me
I watch the sea, it helps to anchor me

Once you start hiding you keep on hiding
Till your paranoia calms down
Once you start watching you keep on watching
Till you're tied up and your spell bound

Just between the ice ages anyway
I want to talk, but I haven't got too much to say
I don't mean to be so Nihilistic
Forgive me if I seem to be too realistic

Once you start running you keep on running
Till your muscles start to break down
Once you start falling you keep on falling
Till you hit the cold cold ground

I watch TV - What do you want from me?
I watch TV - What do you want from me?

Just between the ice ages anyway
I want to talk, I haven't got enough to say
I don't mean to be so nihilistic
Forgive me if I seem to be too realistic

Once you start hiding you keep on hiding
Till you feel you're safe and sound
Once you start watching you keep on watching
Till you're tied up and you're spell bound

I watch the sea, it helps to anchor me
I watch the sea, I saw it on TV