Inexplicable - The Correspondents

Inexplicably high, inexplicably low

I think I know what I want but I dont know where to go

And all the while it seems that I’m living in my dreams

Not in the know, no, not in the know

When I was four i raised my finger to a moving car

It crashed so i assumed i got a superpower

I didn’t raise that finger until I was nine

When a schoolboy attacked father twenty-five times

Down I went, my index still low

So convinced that he was just gone

Powerless to make it stop

Powerless to make it stop…

Inexplicably high, inexplicably low

I think I know what I want but I dont know where to go

And all the while it seems that I’m living in my dreams

Not in the know, no, not in the know

At nineteen, I still just about believed in God

I guess that I was pretty late to shake it off

Faulty magical whispers and a man who could mend

I tricked myself in thinking he could cure my best friend

Two weeks in, his insides gave up

The drugs can’t help, why would words bring him love

Powerless to make it stop

Powerless to make it stop…

Inexplicably high, inexplicably low

I think I know what I want but I dont know where to go

And all the while it seems that I’m living in my dreams

Not in the know, no, not in the know

Now my hands are pulling up a donkey’s reins

I feel I’ve done the wrong move down a dusty lane

The grass could have been greener down the first road I took

I’d give up my happiness just for one look

But that’s doing what’s beating me up

The game I can’t win up against my own clock

Powerless to make it stop

Powerless to make it stop…

Inexplicably high, inexplicably low

I think I know what I want but I dont know where to go

And all the while it seems that I’m living in my dreams

Not in the know, no, not in the know