Colin Hay - Circles Erratica lyrics

Sometimes I'm invisible, I'm nowhere to be seen And kick like a tin can in the shape of a man Trying so hard to break in so I can burst out Perspectives ever changing leaving me in doubt I've got a chronic disorder, I'm balanced between The edge of a razor, trying to cut clean I've got my eyes on the road, I'm trying to keep steady I've got my hands on the wheel I feel, I'm nearly ready Hope that me who's dreaming and that's not me who's screaming Want to wake up warm in a tattered down tarn Still for all the k**ing, there's nobody winning I want to spit it out, I want to scream and shout Lying in the gutter, I heard someone mutter We'll creep in the shadows trying to get home Like the swing in the see-saw, hard to keep steady With some rearranging I feel, I'm nearly ready Sometimes I'm invisible, I'm nowhere to be seen Kick like a tin can into a sugared man Hope that me who's dreaming and that's not me who's screaming I want to wake up warm in a tattered down tarn Lying in the gutter, I heard someone mutter We'll creep in the shadows trying to get home I've got my eyes on the road, I'm trying to keep steady I've got my hand, my hands on the wheel I feel, I'm nearly ready