Panic in her mind just hit
Like an actress on the screen
Caught in certain kinds of things
Make your personality scream
Tied to lies and alibis
She bends to pick up the words
I'm a little tired of the up and down
Of the common race
But what if we pray tonight?

Hollow is the crowd tonight
Feathered and unreal
Followers of sheep in flight
Or fancies in the field
Suckers they have always been
Suckers they remain

Time is flowing red
What's it like?
Riverhead

But you never know
Is she high or low?
You gotta be brave tonight

Panic in her mind again
She can't deal the real
Teacher smacks the good book
Unto her head, says God is fear

What's it like?

Accidents won't happen
If you never leave your home
Keep that soul like a thoroughbred
The first one will let it roam
Your mind will snap, it can't be held back
Imagination's a mother

Time is flowing red
What's it like?
Riverhead