Under the pillow
I bury my head and try and shut Chicago out
As it turns out, there's a whole other world of sounds
Of perfect fifths, low skids, and Arctic howls
All saying, are you going through something?
Are you going through something?
Under the pillow, a little room to breathe
The early morning light's a pale cranberry
I hear the "Aah-aah-aah", not "Now-ow-ow"
Of a siren far away and closing steadily
Saying, are you going through something?
Are you going through something?
'Cause I, I, I am too
Under the pillow
I can hear you whispering, "Are you going through something?"
Well, honey, are you going through something?
Are you going through something?
Then I, I, I am too
Then I, I, I am too
Then I, I, I am too
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