This track is a part of Volume 3 of Music for the Blind, which is currently incomplete.
Lyrics
running for the line you let your ankles intertwine as you're distracted by a thought that makes you scowl opposition present the coincidence unpleasant your misjudgement is interpreted as foul you haven't left the oven on you haven't lost your keys but you already let them devastate your tread you shouldn't be distracted while your challenge is retracted for the stripy man is showing you the red your reputation's shot and your career's gone to pot and you are known around the world as mister trip your income's now a trickle and your lady's acting fickle this is all all from just a momentary slip ---- CHORUS follow what the chemicals are saying to your mind and your reaction to events will be volcanic providence may bring events where crazy is the thing but chances are it's in your interests not to panic (don't panic no, don't panic) ---- a shadow overhead fills you with paralysing dread as you cast your eyes above to see the sky for all the reassurance of this sunny day's endurance you're reminded of the storms from last july you're not the only one here who would much prefer the sun but there are those who are convinced that you are acting for every time the word is said your face goes pale, your eyes go red just saying "rain" will guarantee reacting we all know how it feels to feel what your countenance reveals but listen here, my friend, anxiety's undue when things don't go your way just shrug it off - you'll be okay if you remember what it is you have to do ---- CHORUS ---- the world is full of little things you mustn't let annoy you shouldn't worry about everything you see never let it get to you that horse may be from troy 'cause either way, you're better off if you stay calm and follow me 'cause if you ---- CHORUS ----