And when i see you
I really see you upside down
But my brain knows better
It picks you up and turns you around

If you feel discouraged
There is a lack of color here

Please don't worry lover
It's really bursting at the seems
From absorbing everything
The sp

Everyone that i ever knew
Was crammed into a little building with a concrete floor
Dimly lit, it smelled of stale smoke
And friends were choking back the tears that they had come there for

And i was in a little jar upon the stage
Where all my records and guitars were neatly

Cliffs of antique ain't got no rose
The mornings seen the ledder pose
Say thanks to foggy moon
Except when tumble boom

Soon and sand crookbird back
Long and short, low and easy
See round, see the end of me?
Too find the other side of flat

O we wait too for hea

Up the hudson valley across new york state
To chicago then the plains
All so easy and dreamlike
Crashing the salt flat day break

I hear "i'll take you home again kathleen"
Sad in fogwinds out there that blow
Across the rooftops of eerie old hang over
San francisco</

1, 2, 3
every scream went bleeding through these paper walls
if all the make up in the world could hide the scars
i'd leave today
i'm packin my, suitcase and toiletries
the rolling hills, and willow trees
of caroline await for me
You never learned the rules of change

The eiffel tower built to quarter scale
The freshest oxygen i'd ever inhale
I tapped a bottle against the safety rail, killing time

And you were like a walking compliment
Tall in stature and exceptionally well-read
In dummy glasses and a cardigan
Oh, come on
And oh

Burned out like all
Cathie candles
Marked up with the
Choir vandals
Reading, "destroy, destroy, destroy"

Two-speed cycle
Streamered handles
Evenings with the
Roman scandals
I just want to be someone you know

Does he know? No, no (4x)

You can be a little church mouse
In a box at the church house
If you never make a sound, now
And he never finds out, now

But you couldn't keep a little church mouse
Not with all the money in your purse, now
Not for all the liquor in the c

I can't begin to compete with you
And everyone knows
I know you know it, too
It's a complicated fear that grows with every year
And it's walking on it's own finally

All I can offer are farmer chords
These simple rhymes and you painted in words
You can sing this when

I come home in the morning light
My mother says when you're gonna live your life right
Oh mama dear you know we're not the fortunate ones
And girls they wanna have fun
Oh girls just wanna have fun

The phone rings in the middle of the night
My father yells what you gonna

Maybe i'll be your hometown fantasy (boy)
But i'm not battery-operated
Or as sharp as you are serrated

And maybe, i'll be, a steam-train all metal and black
If you'll lay down my track
Till it's time for you to get back

Breakfast in cemetery
Boy tasting wild cherry
Touch girl apple blossom
Just a boy playin' possum

We'll come back for indian summer
We'll come back for indian summer
We'll come back for indian summer
And go our separate ways

What is that cheeful sound
Rain

All these accidents that happen
Follow the dot
Coincidence makes sense
Only with you
You don't have to speak, i feel

Emotional landscapes
They puzzle me
Then the riddle gets solved
And you push me up to this

State of emergency, how beautiful to be
Stat

Lily is a blinding light
Devouring the dark
Lily is a 5 alarm fire
That rages inside my heart

And all i want to do
Is tell her that my love true
To tell her that my love true

Lily is a big brass band
Who fills the air with song
Lily is a destination
An

These things take my time and energy;
Don't stand too close without apologies.
Cut-throat, cut out candid glimpses and
Wind me up, i'm ready.

These things take my time and energy;
Don't stand too close without apologies.
I remember being inside of something more than yo

I take a breath and pull the air in 'til there's nothing left
I'm feeling green like teenage lovers between the sheets

Ba ba ba ba ...

Knuckles clenched to white as the landing gear retract for flight
My head's a balloon inflating with the altitude

Ba ba ba ba...

Staring out the glass of your tired sedan
Waiting at your door, leaning up against the jamb
Going all the way, make you sing to my guitar
It's late and i can't stay

The secrets of the heart

On the study floor with the words in your hands
You pull the hairpin out, now<

Thinking back now,
I suppose you were just stating your views
What was it all for
For the weather or the battle of agincourt
And the times that we all hoped would last
Like a train they have gone by so fast
And though we stood together
At the edge of the platform

Teardrop windows crying in the sky, he’s all alone and wondering why
Ivory white, but feeling kinda blue,
Cause there’s no one there to share the view
There’s too many vacant seats, he’s been feeling all sore and teal
And the sun sets over the sounds, and he’s going to sleep

<

It was familiar to me
The smoke too thick to breathe.
The tile floors glistened
I slowly stirred my drink.
And when you started to sing
You spoke with broken speech
That I could not understand
And then you grabbed me tightly.

I won't let go, I won't let go.