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(Brendon)
Come save me from walking off a windowsill
or I’ll sleep in the rain.
Don’t you remember when I was a bird
and you were a map?

(Ryan)
Now he drags down miles in America
briefcase in hand.
The stove is creeping up his spine again,
can’t get enough trash.

Ahhh-Ohhh…

Lying there with a halo in her hair
She cried
There are feathers everywhere
But it’s fine
You do this all the time
Crying now
Through a rusted smile she knows
This isn’t how he paid the bills before
Drug farm entrepreneur

She held the world upon a string
But she didn’t ever hold me
Spun the stars on her fingernails
But it never made her happy
Cause she couldn’t ever have me
She said she’d won the world at a carnival
But she couldn’t ever win me
Cause she couldn’t ever catch me

I, I know why
Because when I look in her eyes
I just see the sky
When I look in her eyes
Well I, just see the sky

Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two
Where summer’s lasted longer than
Longer than we do
When nothing really mattered
Except for me to be with you
But in time we all forgot and
We all grew

Your melody sounds as sweet
As the first time it was sung
With a little bit more character for show
And by the time your father’s heard
Of all the wrong you’ve done
Then I’m putting out the lantern
Find your own way back home

Our daydream spills from my gold head
Breaks free of my wooden neck
Left a nod over sleeping waves
Like bobbing bait for bathing cod
Floating flocks of candle swans
Slowly drift across wax ponds

The men all played along to marching drums
And boy did they have fun behind the sea
They sang, “so our matching legs are marching clocks
And we’re all too small to talk to god
Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to god”

I won’t cut my beard and I won’t change my hair
It grows like fancy flowers but it grows nowhere
My hair, my hair

If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse
I’d put a statue of myself upon the shelf
Of course, of course, of course

She’s the smoke
She’s dancin’ fancy pirouettes
Swan diving off of the deep end
Of my tragic cigarette
She’s steam
Laughing on the windowpanes
The never-ending swaying haze
Oh, that ever smiling maze
Oh, that ever smiling maze
Ballet

Oh, little did she know
Couldn’t let me go
Already a part of her

So, often do I need
People in between
That just can’t get a hold of it

So we’ll just sing it for them
Ahhh
Yeah, we’ll just sing it for them
(Just can’t get a hold of it)
So we’ll just sing it for them
Ahhh
Yeah, we’ll just sing it

When the moon fell in love with the sun
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night

When the sun found the moon
She was drinking tea in a garden
Under the green umbrella trees
In the middle of summer

When the moon found the sun
He looked like he was barely hanging on
But her eyes saved his life
In the middle of summer (summer)

If all our life is but a dream
Fantastic posing greed
Then we should feed our jewelery to the sea
For diamonds do appear to be
Just like broken glass to me

And then she said she can’t believe
Genius only comes along
In storms of fabled foreign tongues
Tripping eyes, and flooded lungs
Northern downpour sends its love

You remind me of a former love that I once knew
And you carry a little speech with you
We were holding hands walking through the middle of the street
It’s fine with me, I’m just taking in the scenery

You remind me of a few of my famous friends
Well, that all depends what you qualify as friends
You remind me of a few of my famous friends
Well, that all depends what you qualify as friends