Downeast the rain’s been rolling in
And on the bay the fog’s dropping low
So you’ve be out walking slow today
You’ve been thinking
a little to much anyway

It couldn’t be your state of mind;
you just don’t expect to be on the right
Or find anything normal,
in this space and time.
You’ve been waiting around for
midnight visions
And I don’t disagree,
but please don't wait around for me

Your head’s not so sleepy,
as your heart seems to believe
Your stuck spinning around
this young tree you think
you’re supposed to be

You’ve be laying low for the past few years
Hoping for a wreck to pull you through

That’s not what you are to me;
you think it cheats consistency
Special is the last thing
you ever want to be.

You’ve been waiting around for
midnight visions
But you know I disagree,
I'm not a midnight vision
You don’t have to wait around for me