nothing seems to be happening except a shift in your world a desert walk and a sand storm a ball of dirt in my throat i know you re happy and that s lovely it won t keep me complete and i saw us in twenty years time in the midwest you in your best dress a little older than before to see you now such a chore but when i m close confide my heart you talk of him and i just die i know you re happy and that s lovely it won t keep me complete oh and i saw us in twenty years time in the midwest with you in your best dress just let me meet this guy see he don t appreciate you i know you realise that soon pistons run out of juice isn t that great news to go with my dead head blues my dead head blues my dead head blues my dead head blues to go with my dead head