Medium by Kaylee Kitzman Lyrics
VERSE
I'm pulling teeth in dreams
I visit Salem when I sleep
Everyone I love has been crucified by me
Tsunami broke and fell to the sea
Soaked in my cup of truck stop coffee
The ghosts in the hall have all been crucified by me
CHORUS
I'm talking to a medium about them next week
And if they still hang around here then I'll hear them speak
Sometimes I think I'm talking to spirits
Or at least I feel you in a song
Walked past the trees and out to the clearing
But you were gone, I was wrong
VERSE
I'm on my way up North
Stop for gas outside a truck stop bar
A man with a smoke in his hand said
"I have something tеll you m'am
When I cash in my chips and the wagers arе placed
My debt to nature I will have to pay
But God doesn't know that I've been hiding pocket aces."
CHORUS
And I am nearly crying
Cause I had just asked you for a sign
Back in my car hands shaking
I guess the medium was right
Sometimes I think you're speaking to me on a metaphysical hotline
I turn the key and the engine won't start
And there you are with the punchline
CHORUS
I'm talking to a medium about them next week
And if they still hang around here then I'll hear them speak
Sometimes I think I'm talking to spirits or at least I feel you in a song
Walked past the trees and out to the clearing
But you were gone, I was wrong
I'm pulling teeth in dreams
I visit Salem when I sleep
Everyone I love has been crucified by me
Tsunami broke and fell to the sea
Soaked in my cup of truck stop coffee
The ghosts in the hall have all been crucified by me
CHORUS
I'm talking to a medium about them next week
And if they still hang around here then I'll hear them speak
Sometimes I think I'm talking to spirits
Or at least I feel you in a song
Walked past the trees and out to the clearing
But you were gone, I was wrong
VERSE
I'm on my way up North
Stop for gas outside a truck stop bar
A man with a smoke in his hand said
"I have something tеll you m'am
When I cash in my chips and the wagers arе placed
My debt to nature I will have to pay
But God doesn't know that I've been hiding pocket aces."
CHORUS
And I am nearly crying
Cause I had just asked you for a sign
Back in my car hands shaking
I guess the medium was right
Sometimes I think you're speaking to me on a metaphysical hotline
I turn the key and the engine won't start
And there you are with the punchline
CHORUS
I'm talking to a medium about them next week
And if they still hang around here then I'll hear them speak
Sometimes I think I'm talking to spirits or at least I feel you in a song
Walked past the trees and out to the clearing
But you were gone, I was wrong