(P.Mark)
From the album IndigoVertigo

I got holes where there used to be pockets
I got debts the fed reserve couldn’t pay
This tilt-a-whirl living’s got my head spinning
In a red ink sunset bay
But the promise of a beautiful sunset’s
In the way it always disappears
Vertigo – spin cycle’s working on me
Vertigo – earth’s moving under my feet

I got time where there used to be distance
I got miles where there used to be days
There’s cash-and-carry image
Rage as religion
And fear where there used to be faith
But the power of a beautiful promise
Means the promise can never come true
Vertigo – spin cycle’s working on me
Vertigo – earth’s moving under my feet

I see smoke where there used to be shadows
I watch time tilting back on its heals
My mind is swirling like a little black marble
Round a worldwide roulette wheel
But the sink or swim spiral sensation
Means the dice never come to a stop
Vertigo – spin cycle’s working on me
Vertigo – earth’s moving under my feet