Kurt Vile Wheelhouse song lyrics

Sometimes I talk too much but I gotta get it out

But I don't wanna talk, I only wanna listen

My baby talks soft, my ears are always ringing now

Humming a sad song when I'm alone

But you gotta be alone to figure things out sometimes

Be alone, when even in a crowd of friends and not so

Sometimes of whom you just can't distinguish but

Thank god for the former, yeah

Some bow down a hundred times a day or more

To find a way, to get back down to the temple one day

Find the temple, to bask in the glory of

Roll around on a floor of furry carpet then

Sleep soundly for the first time in forever and

Breathing deep inside

There's a desert down below the earth's core

A hidden staircase in the house that you reside in

A little something from the cupboard over there

A little medicine, it's a medication situation

Some bow down a hundred times a day or more

To find a way, to get back down to the temple one day

Find the temple, to bask in the glory of

Roll around on a floor of furry carpet then

Sleep soundly for the first time in forever and

Breathing deep inside