And I'm asking you nicely, in a voice you can appreciate, 
there's only so much that I can tolerate.
And I'm living in a closet and I'm looking in the sky
Don't feel content to let sleeping dogs lie

CHORUS	And I wonder how - you face the face that stares at you
		And I wonder how - I missed the news that's safe to imbue
		And I feel it now - the thunder made for all those slamming doors,
		You say you're mine, but I not sincerely yours, sincerely yours.

And she leaves today like she has before, 
with the old black crow screeching "nevermore". 
Hendrix is dead but he lies disturbed,
That's too much noise in basement made by boys,
	In the suburbs and the reverbs….

CHORUS

Do I dare disturb the universe?
Do I dare distrub you?
Do I dare? Do I dare?

CHORUS# copyright Joe Johnston