Pretty Little Head

Keep sleep in mind.
She told me yesterday that she was fine,
But the crack and a quiver lied.
Facade detected major.

Stay with me girl,
I know inside it all unfurls.
Between the little fibs and the silly jokes,
Your silent cry is deafening.

I feel the ocean,
I feel afraid
Of what is undulating inside of her brain.
Maybe we ought to get ahold of help

Don't feel pressured to explain girl.
Things are not always as they seem.
Cosmic shifting makes the days blur
Over and over and over,
You know what I mean?

Don't feel pressured to explain girl.
Things are not always as they seem.
Cosmic shifting makes the days blur
Over and over and over,
You know what I mean.

She says, she says she's ok.
Do you believe her?
Don't you think you better reach her?

She says, she says, "Nevermind.
Don't go worrying your pretty little head.
I'll tell you once, I'll tell you twice,
I'll tell you three times baby that I'm
That I'm fine."