Lyrics

In the cold light of a motel morning The rain's dried, but still drips from the awning And you find yourself staring at the broken TV set, yawning You gotta trust your feelings when you wake Then the handle of the phone bucks in its saddle You leave it well alone, let it ring and rattle It's six o'clock outside; the cars already seem like cattle You gotta trust your feelings when you wake You gotta trust your feelings when you wake The dark night finds the echo deep inside of you Like a dog's bite from when you were a child The sparkling dust orbits on the air Without that crack of morning sun you wouldn't even know it's there Nor every little nagging bright idea That lies like rime at the back of your mind You're wasting time, but it just don't matter The grape will still get ripe and the calf gets fatter One way or another, they're both heading for the platter You gotta trust your feelings when you wake You gotta trust your feelings when you wake The long night will always come to carry you You better hold tight when you fall out the other side The window of truth opens for just a few seconds You open your eyes and the daytime beckons And you find yourself concerned with what everybody else reckons You gotta trust your feelings when you wake You gotta trust your feelings when you wake