kind of code The bodies float and form some kind of code The bodies float, someone's out to know, oh Papa hobo, don't hide your eyes Mother mountain
Sitting around, no work today Try pacing to keep awake Laying around, no school today Just drink until the clock Has circled all the way It's late afternoon
Lately I've been wishing I had one desire Something that would make me never want another Something that would make it so that nothing matters All would
If could change your days Arranging them in some sweet new sequence Like any new arrangement is going to make a difference Because it is the moment that
own life somewhere Couldn't you? Couldn't you? Couldn't you? Couldn't you? Couldn't you? Couldn't you? Couldn't you?" With the sun beams bright You keep your eyes
are just air So the house might dissolve Once we are gone, who is gonna care If we were ever here at all? Well, summer is gonna come and it's Gonna cloud our eyes
Well I'm changin' all my strings I'm gonna write another travellin' song About all the billion highways And the cities at the break of dawn Well I guess
picked in advance By some careful hand with an absolute concept of beauty They are smeared and these blurs come in random order And they color the eyes
You can make a plan Carve it into stone Like a feather falling It is still unknown Until the clock speaks up Says it's time to go You could choose the
So there is this woman and she was on an airplane And she's flying to meet her fiance Sailing high above the largest ocean on Planet Earth And she was
The fragile keep secrets, gathered in pockets And they will sell them for nothing A cheap watch or locket that kind of gold washes off And the sad act
[Speaking] So there was this woman And she was , uh, on an airplane And she was flying to meet her fiance Sailing high above the, the largest ocean on
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed The little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head The stars in the sky look down where he lay The little Lord Jesus asleep
Used to dream of time machines Now it's been said we're post everything As a child, imagining Neckties and coastlines I've seen the show, man, what a
No news, that's good news, someone's gonna break See things change, yeah I've been changing everything It's peaceful, the pitch black, when the last light
inside this dream, dream And you watch them take the light from you And you find yourself on a velvet couch Tasting the skin of a foreign girl Her eyes
