text: I changed the oils and oiled the squeaks
  Patched the holes and fluid leaks
  At dusk beneath a diabetic moon
  And wait to take the TV crews
  Across the creaking ice
  The news is howling to the timber wolves and soon
  Ill go through it all again
  Watch their doubtful smiles begin
  But the visions that I see believe in me
  So praise the things I cant forget
  With burgers and a silhouette
  On t-shirts at the council general store
  Ill listen to the south winds sigh
  With rumors and regrets and I
  Dont want to talk about it anymore
  Wont go through it all again
  Watch their doubtful smiles begin
  When the visions that I see believe in me
  Oh the visions that I see, they will believe me