InSide My Head...

I'll tell you about the driver who lives inside my head.

Starts me up and stops me, puts me into bed.
He opens up my mouth when it's time for me to talk.
He fires up my legs when he wants me to walk.

Keeps my eyes open most of the day.
Adds to my memories, the things that people say.
Then he makes decisions I don't have to make.

BUT SOMETIMES IT SEEMS
THAT HE'S GOT TOO MUCH ON HIS PLATE

Like this morning when I woke up and he dressed me in this shirt
It looks a little ragged like he dragged me through the dirt.
I'm moving through this life and I'm thinking about the next
And hoping when I get there, I'll be better dressed.

Keeps my eyes open most of the day
Adds to my memories the things that people say
Then he makes decisions I don't have to make.

I'll tell you about the driver who lives inside my head.

DRIVER by Phish