There's a hole inside my wisdom There's no shine inside my frame The leaves have come and taken all the fanfare And right now nowhere seems like a damn good place for me to be I need a little antidote to resurrect some harmony A brand new piece of sun to call my own A little antidote to breathe the unsung melody I'm hearing A thimble full of magic to soothe my soul. Yeah My plastic rocking horse has broke its final cowboy Retired to garage sale obscurity He waits beside a shelf of empty bottles Just wishing he could duck the rush and somehow be free Freedom. Sweet Freedom We need my antidote to resurrect some harmony A brand new piece of sun to call my own A little antidote to breathe the unsung melody I'm hearing A thimble full of magic, a coat of inspiration to warm my frigid soul There's a hole inside my wisdom There's no shine inside my frame The leaves have come and taken all the fanfare And right now nowhere seems like a damn good song for me to sing We need my antidote to resurrect some harmony A brand new piece of sun to call my own A little antidote to breathe the unsung melody I'm hearing A thimble full of magic to soothe my soul There's a hole inside my wisdom There's no shine inside my frame