Caught in the locked groove of this long season   These hours motions circle, still repeating   The beat moves on itself   The beat moves on itself      Everyday my love   Crazy, crazy days are gone   When I come home   And we're finally alone      I'm caught in your arms safe from a morning   No one walks out on the tightrope today my love   The beat moves on itself   The beat moves on itself      Everyday my love   Crazy, crazy days are gone   When I come home   Crazy, crazy days are gone   When I come home      We awoke at the edge of a summer   New days began to stretch their legs   And the tempo's changing the compliancy   The needle finds the groove to free us tonight      We awoke on the edge of this winter   The ice melts off and flows in like a song   The record plays but the needles old   It lets the player take control      Move the speakers how they're told   To make us march for something more   Music is a sedative   And you put out what you put in