Lyrics:

There was an earthquake in her dreams so she thinks her
Foundation is crumbling away
Fault lines in her words open to show a soul disturbed that
Has shaped her to what she is today

Getting through to her
Getting through to her
Getting through to her
Getting through to her

Sometimes when I call, she tells me things that were not her fault and
Her surface, it starts to break
Breakdown, a hurting sound, I wanna tell her that it's okay now but
I'm not too sure just what to say

Getting through to her
Getting through to her
Getting through to her
Getting through to her

All she wants is some breathing room
If not tomorrow, surely one day soon
All she wants is some breathing room
If not tomorrow, surely one day soon

Excuse me, did she say she wished she went away
And not return to the shame brought to her those days?
We'll take man's dirty deeds and suck them out by cosmic means
Into the sun hurl them, where they'll be happy burning
But life is not TV, life is not TV
Life is not TV

She's on wounded knee, and, well, Crazy Horse, that's me
Her hard parts I'm cradling
I feel refreshed when I watch her sleep, sometimes that's all I need
It's all about the company we keep

Getting through to her
Getting through to her
Getting through to her
Getting through to her

All she wants is some breathing room
If not tomorrow, surely one day soon
All she wants is some breathing room
If not tomorrow, surely one day soon
If not tomorrow, surely one day soon