Tiredness fuels empty thoughts I find myself disposed Brightness fills empty space In search of inspiration Harder now with higher speed Washing in on top of me So I look to my Eskimo friend I look to my Eskimo friend I look to my Eskimo friend When I'm down, down, down
Rain it wets muddy roads I find myself exposed Tapping doors, irritate In search of destination Harder now with higher speed Washing in on top of me So I look to my Eskimo friend I look to my Eskimo friend I look to my Eskimo friend When I'm down, down, down
When I'm down, down, down When I'm down, down, down