Lyrics The Art of Pulling - Elsinore

The Art of Pulling

Getting through to you is like
Putting things in jars to keep them new
But, this disconnect and genuflection
Is something I don’t understand or want to
There’s something in the water here
That keeps blood pumping, legs and feet running
I’m forgetting all about the weeks, the days
The hours, and minutes spent alone
You should tell me now if you think
You’ve got the answer
I’ve got the feeling you’ve got it all wrong
You could stay in bed from the summer to the winter
But, that won’t do you any good
No, that won’t do you any good
Who’s got the time and who’s got the money?
What’s in between your head and your body?
Who ever said that this would be easy?
I’m putting fingers to your neck
And checking for a pulse or anything
And you should consider last fall
A wakeup call, alarm bells ringing
Give me a heartbeat
Remember your feet
Tuck it all in, tighten it up
You should catch the symbolism
Hiding in your heart-space
I’ve got the feeling it’s been there all along
You could stick around 'til the middle of the spring
But, what are the means to the end?
What are the means to the end?
Who’s got the time and who’s got the money?
What’s in between your head and your body?
No one ever said that this would be easy