The Dial

[Verse 1]
Sometimes I get to thinking there's a hand upon the dial
Every time I move forward something turns me back around
A warpath worn into a soft white cloud
A dream catcher lying on the roadside shoulder

[Verse 2]
And state line comes again, I pass through flying
Gotta keep on top of it, it's almost night
The gas station hopping and the motel light
Flicking on and off again, a flare before me

[Chorus]
And it just keeps turning around, keeps turning around
Keeps turning around, keeps turning
It just keeps turning around, keeps turning around, keeps turning

[Verse 3]
Feedback burning in a dark blue sky
The theater curtains and the bar crowd forming
Sweat on the microphone, I lean back blind
In a state of unraveling a stolen story

[Verse 4]
And oh my god, I go around again
There's a heavy wind and the rain keeps coming
Sing it soft so they all lean in
Give 'em everything, give 'em all you got

[Chorus]
It just keeps turning around, keeps turning around
Keeps turning around, keeps turning
It just keeps turning around, keeps turning around, keeps turning

[Outro]
Sometimes I get to thinking there's a hand upon the dial
Turn it down, let the truth come crashing
If I don't believe it then no one will
So I brace myself 'til the next town passes