Cartwheel Lyrics

And when you float away into oblivion
I'll go back and I'll play inside my dreams
And maybe what you pull out next won't be like you
I hope not by any means

I'll run my mind until I feel like dyin'
My senses have been stored away in bags
You weren't the first that came out just like funny tricks
The way my system lags

My mind is moving slow
I've got no place to go
In a land where people know
Know about my kind