Lyrics: Roddy, Medica, Frederikson, Haselden
Music: Roddy, Medica, Frederikson, Haselden

Played by Bob Weir with Bobby & The Midnites

Well I'm not superstitious
But there's something going on inside
Could be friendly, could be viscious
And there isn't any place to hide

It's my imagination, a blessing or a curse
No I can't ignore it, not for better not for worse
It wakes me when I'm sleeping
A thief, it takes my breath away

And I find myself reaching for my lifeline
Throw me my lifeline
And bring me back this time
I need my lifeline, throw me my lifeline
I'm going down for the last time

Sometimes I can't control it
Sometimes it isn't there at all
Sometimes I try to roll it
And wind up staring at the wall

My imagination, I love the games it plays
I get in so deep, that I get lost for days and days
Sometimes it leave me shaking
Standing in the dark alone


Bob Weir Recordings
     Date Album
     studio 1984 Where The Beat Meets The Street Bobby And The Midnites


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