Interpret:

Deep Purple

Album:

Rapture Of The Deep

I get lost on a regular basis 
I'm not alone I see the same old faces 
Back on the road it's a worthy opponent 
I get home in the heat of the moment 


What's that stuff always rise to the surface 
College cream, it always emerges 
Be what you are I tell myself 
And myself tells me we can't be anybody else 


You always sleep with a smile on your face 
Much as I want to put myself in your place 
Not my business I've got dreams of my own 
I try to recall but when I wake up it's gone 


Don't let go of that immage 
You'll never see it again 


I can hear voices they're buzzing in my head 
Eyebrows raised was it something I said 
A long hot night, it crept in like a thief 
The engine stopped, the seatbelt popped 
And her jaw dropped in disbelief 


Don't let go of that beast 
You'll never see again 


Don't let go of that whisky bottle 
You'll never see again