Oh, does anyone want me? I'm neither land nor sea Too filthy for the ocean Too clean for the beach
You could call me an island Or a shipwrecked shard of sand Some creature with sealegs that won't stand
And the mountainsides to climb All the views that you can find If you hold your breath You'll never have to come up for air There's a boat that leaves at midnight There by morning if we sail all night Oh, oh, just give a little nod and I will know
Something in your voice made me look up tonight For fortune written in the summer stars When they put themselves in line, they are a prophecy And I’m reaching out to greet what is to be
This galaxy, she waits gracefully for the right time
How do the summer stars align? How does the moon rise in your eye? Pull the sea in mine
The story of the year is unfolding here And I promise you, this time, I’ll listen well Blinded as we are under the blooming night We feel as though we’re doing something right
This galaxy, she waits gracefully for the right time
How do the summer stars align? How does the moon rise in your eye? Pull the sea in mine
Well, hello No, it isn’t so hard to say And you know, maybe it would make your day
Well, I know you’re going, you are on your way But maybe you could stop and see the day
Hey – I didn’t mean to wake you I just want to make sure you are a-ok
And it gets under my skin sometimes How hard it can be to get in sometimes To a heart, or even into conversation I have no explanation for a group effort in silence
How could it be, Someone could find me Too scary to say hello to?
No, I didn’t mean to wake you I just want to make sure you are a-ok
Hey – I don’t want to make a fuss I’m just growing tired of us So, so tired of us
This is what we wanted This is where we ought to be But is it really, really happening? This is what we live for This is where we ought to be But is it really, really happening?
My overcoat wants something more It wants to help me out But it’s getting in the way today My scarf is wet, my neck is drenched I don’t accept what it recommends
My wool socks too, they feel abused Each toe is suffering Keep wiggle and stretching them Just wanna keep things moving
This is what we wanted This is where we ought to be But is it really, really happening? This is what we live for This is where we ought to be But is it really, really happening?
The silver spoons we hold Can’t feed the hands that follow A moon that shines so low Can break right through its shadow
This is what we wanted This is where we ought to be But is it really, really happening? This is what we live for This is where we ought to be But is it really, really happening?
Everything’s on the floor I can’t remember a thing Everything is a mess Are things really moving? (Is this really, really happening?)
The phone shouldn’t ring The calories never burn The energy won’t stop Cuz things are really moving (Is this really, really happening?)
I’ve heard whispers in town of a gold rush They’re digging through the hills to find new lives Soon they’ll sail through days, then they’ll melt away In mansions made of skin and ivory white
All I want is to be released From the worries that wait to worry me
I want that gold I’m gonna bring it home I’m gonna put my feet on the road And get that gold
You were sparkling down like a snowflake Through maple trees, everything was green Your silver blades arranged as if to say, “Gold is only good as what it means”
If I look, I won’t forget that shine Your reflections will penetrate my mind So float into the light
I want that gold I’m gonna bring it home I’m gonna put my feet on the road And get that gold
Things today are not what they seem You wouldn’t like to look behind the scenes That girl is not what she appears to be When she appears on your TV
Airbrushed, auto-tuned, pretty as can be I don’t have to sing my notes on key Because the robot sings it right for me Because the robot sings it right for me
Hey, didn’t you know that it’s digital? A million tiny pixels, buzzing before your eyes
Kid, you’ve got the look of a star It doesn’t even matter how good you are Just speak these words into that mic Something 12-year-olds will like
We’ll put you up on silver screens We’ll make your voice sounds like a scream Don’t worry, you don’t have to sing on key The robot sings right as right can be
The robot sings right as right can be The robot sings right as right can be The robot sings right as right can be The robot will sing it right for me!
Hey, didn’t you know that it’s digital? A million tiny pixels, buzzing before your eyes Hey, didn’t you know that it’s digital? A million tiny pixels, a million little lies
There’s tigers waiting in the brush You’d better give them all your lunch They left me with a bit-off stump Cuz I didn’t know
If you look them ‘tween the eyes They might leave you only one to cry from Or they might leave you there for the flies So not in the eyes
But: You can say whatever you feel As long as you know you won’t become a meal So shake their paws, seal all the deals If they’ve got an iron grip, then make yours steel So they can feel you’re for real
There’s lions waiting in the grass You’d better put on all your masks They’ll catch you if you don’t run fast, So save your ass
You can say whatever you feel As long as you know you won’t become a meal So shake their paws, seal all the deals If they’ve got an iron grip, then make yours steel So they can feel you’re for real
I'm gonna leave my heart And change my name and change my ways I’m gonna wake up in time to see the days Oh, all those sunny days
Cuz I've got pink in my cheeks For the first time in weeks And I don't know why but I feel guilty And I've done nothing wrong but say goodbye To everyone who' d already gone
Cuz oh, blah, wee, life goes on And on and on, but baby you're gone And you know, I'm not the kind who gives up It's just that I'm fed up And the winds of change are blowing me down
Already know what you think About calling it quits Well, it's what you've always wanted And I, I’ve given you almost everything Except that one bit So now, here's all of it
Cuz oh, blah, wee, life goes on And on and on, but baby you're gone And you know, I'm not the kind who gives up It's just that I'm fed up And the winds of change are blowing me down And the winds of change are blowing me all around