I've been staring at the flowers, two days too long. I thought it was a few hours. Where did I go? Where did I go so long? Where did I go? Where did I go so long? Where did I go? Where did I go so long? I've been dreaming of the city my entire life. Boy, don't it look pretty? I think I'll go. I think I'll go tonight. I think I'll go. I think I'll go tonight. I think I'll go. I think I'll go tonight.

I'm scared of my own words. Every time I try to speak, they just get worse. I'm a finger trap. My voice, it sounds so thin. I'm a bungle of letters. I remember when. You ripped me apart. Now I can't stand, with you on my heart, anymore. Then the night holds its breath. Perched beside me keeping my mind in check, waiting for my fall. Well I can't wait for that call anymore. Because I should have tried better. I should have known. Mountains won't move on their own. You've got to push them along. I try to be real kind. I'm holding back kicks and cusses. They're all on my mind. Brother I love you. I found the great divide between what you want what you get and what you find. Hey I'm talking to you. Now what about these wishes? Are they true anymore? Because I should have tried better. I should have known. Mountains won't move on their own. You've got to push them along.

Find your luck on the dirty ground. Pick your sneakers up and see what's underneath. All the people you thought were small well, they carry the beat. It flows into the street. Yeah that beat flows into me. You're drifting down the interstate, testing how far it goes before you've gotta turn around. Resting on the idea of fate never was enough for you to stay satisfied. No you're never satisfied. So start mending your seams. The ones you tore while eating all those dreams. You didn't know what they're for. You didn't know what they're for. And if we're all stars breaking the routine that's fine, that's fine by me. 'Cause this constant motion is making me queasy. I need to break the calamity. I need some god given peace. I know one day we'll all stand still frozen to this land, but that's your problem; you've got time to kill. So stop wasting mine. I said stop wasting all my time, and open up to me. I'll be your hope when you can't breathe. I'll never let you choke. If you'd open up to me. I'd never let you choke when you can't breathe. I'll be your hope. If you'd open up to me.

When you thought of me did it cross your mind that eventually I'd be fine? You've explained to me on the telephone about all the times I've done wrong. Oh how I've done wrong. I've been waiting here so long. I've been singing all your songs. I really hope some day. The spark will come your way to sing mine. Well I know my dear you've been working out all the times for us to scream and shout. Well you've gotta hear my point of view. It's time for me to cut loose. I've been waiting here so long. I've been singing all your songs. I really hope some day. The spark will come your way to sing mine. I've been waiting here so long. I've been singing all your songs. I really hope some day. The spark will come your way to sing mine.

Take me out tonight. Take me for a ride. I'll pretend not to know your plans. 'Cause these two weeks felt so right. Sitting side by side on these long summer days. You can buy me right. You can dress me in those white Sunday shoes. Just don't loose your appetite. We've got three courses of delight before we take that bus ride home. On that boat I couldn't tell if we we're sinking. 'Cause you were laughing and crying all the same. All the same. I'll take you out tonight. I'll take you for a ride. I can almost see those hazy city lights. I can buy you right. I can fill you with your white synthetic love. Because you speed up my appetite. I can't believe we're nearly, nearly home. On that boat I couldn't tell if we we're sinking. 'Cause you were laughing and crying all the same. All the same. Do you know my, do you know my, do you know my, do you know my name?

Etched into the back of my nose, the smell of cheap daisy and rose. It hangs stale up in the air, frozen to moments no longer there. Michael you show me your father's music in your basement, where we'd quietly sit with the vinyl spinning to oblivion. It was Pet Sounds playing you said, "wow that Brian Wilson." I'm still staring with that same awe at the wonder I already saw. Every river, star, sunset, freckle, and pine makes me smile like the first time. They're fresh, clean, and new. Sat in the backseat of my mother's car. Her tan suede jacket still matches the scar on the back of my neck from when I fell of the top of the sofa. Oh, she heard me yell. She picked me up, and drove down the road. The wool in her jacket kept the wounds closed. With only a ride to the hospital, I knew this would be a mistake I would soon recall. I'm still staring with that same awe at the wonder I already saw. Every river, star, sunset, freckle, and pine makes me smile like the first time. I'm still staring with that same awe at the wonder I already saw. Every river, star, sunset, freckle, and pine makes me smile like the first time. They're fresh, clean, and new. They're fresh, clean, and new. They're fresh, clean, and new, newborn.

I gave up on trying to think about what I read in the news today. Pictures fill my head up with what I'm reading about. Where am I gonna stay? Got a bruise on my hand I could live without. I represents all my shame. I gave up on trying to think about what I learned yesterday. Maybe I can find a way to learn again. Maybe I can find a friend to change my, to change my state of mind. I gave up on trying to think about what I read in the news today. Pictures fill my head up with what I'm reading about. Where am I gonna stay? Got a bruise on my hand I could live without. I covers up all my shame. I gave up on trying to think about what I learned yesterday.

Sunday mornings, they found me. Sunday evenings will bleed me. Take me back. Someone take me back twenty-four more hours. 'Cause have you heard? Good memories fade away. Write a letter, don't read it. Take a picture, don't see it. I don't care. It don't bother me all too much. 'Cause have you heard? Good memories fade away. So lets make what's left of them go around. Let's all fade away. When all of your dreams come true, keep them right in front of you. Don't let them run. Don't let your dreams run too far away. 'Cause I know you've heard that all good things fade away. So let's make the good times go around. So let's make the good times go around.

There was something brewing in my heart a few nights ago. My bed springs whisper as I sleep, "You should let it go." My veins still pulse from what was in my chest. Losing what you never had is bearable at best. Oh at best. Yeah at best. Oh at best. Yeah at best. Seldom do I hold onto what made me feel so blue. Instead I wake with the same look sad and confused. I think I know it now, what's causing all this anguish. It's you, whoever that may be. I think I'm singing to myself again, Pretending there ever was a girl I wrote these lines for. Now that there's some clarity passing overhead, After years spent afraid searching under my bed. I'd been reaching ten years back for those girls seven years gone Just hoping eventually they'd hear this song. Hear this song. Hear this song. Hear this song. Hear this song. Seldom do I hold onto what made me feel so blue. Instead I wake with the same look sad and confused. I think I know it now, what's causing all this anguish. It's you, whoever that may be. I think I'm singing to myself again, Pretending there ever was a girl I wrote these lines for. I think I know it now, what's causing all this anguish. It's you, whoever that may be. I think I'm singing to myself again, Pretending there ever was a girl I wrote these lines for.

Sunshine falling on the grass. Blue eyes I wish I still had. Two words stir up the past. Two words: a first and a last. I won't bring you up To tear your soul down. I won't bring you up To tear your soul down. Songbirds hopping through the trees. I mean to be sincere. Three years, forget that past. Three years: a first, middle, and a last. I won't bring you up to tear your soul down. All your paintings on my walls, they still hang around. I won't bring you up to tear your soul down. All your friends back home, they still hang around this town. I won't tell them who you are. All those blurry pictures hide your scars. I won't tell them who you are. All those blurry pictures hide your scars. Sunset falls on both her ears. The sun's warmth forces her to leave. Four men carry the same past. Four men: save the best for the last. I won't bring you up to tear your soul down. All your paintings on my walls, they still hang around. I won't bring you up to tear your soul down. All of us back home, they still hang around this town. I won't tell them who you are. All those blurry pictures hide your scars. I won't tell them who you are. All those blurry pictures hide your scars.

Wake up flying over your town Children turn to ants on the play ground People leaving churches tell me what they found Seeing yourself so small puts a crack in your crown I'm scared you won't be around. Well we'll think of you everyday. In our dreams you'll have a place. I know you're here to stay. Just don't turn around Don't turn around When you wake up flying over your town Children turn to ants on the play ground People leaving churches tell me what they found Seeing yourself so small puts a crack in your crown Little demons call out your name Perched below the church's window frame Colored Glass paints your town blue Fly higher when there's little faith left in you I'm scared you won't know what to do. When they call out your name. The devil will do the same. When you hear his voice Don't you rejoice. Just fly away. Fly away when little demons call out your name Perched below the church's window frame Colored Glass paints your town blue Fly higher when there's little faith left in you Wake up flying over your town Children turn to ants on the play ground People leaving churches tell me what they found Seeing yourself so small puts a crack in your crown Fly away when little demons call out your name Perched below the church's window frame Colored Glass paints your town blue Fly higher when there's little faith left in you When there's little faith left in you You will know what to do. Because I did too.