Climbed up to the rooftop cure in the form of a raindrop to take my antidote to the people below. They got wet but they didn't go home.
But everybody, everybody said "Goodnight, thanks for stopping by. We're doing fine." But oh, that was a lie!
Because I heard them waiting for the footsteps to fade and when they thought I was gone, it was 3 a.m., but we move on.
Find me singing in the bathtub, where the walls are kind to a stuttered song. In my mind it's a critical minute--you knock and the moment's gone. Well, to what you hold, you can never hang on.
But everybody, everybody said "Goodnight, thanks for stopping by, we'll be fine. But all we do is try."
And the sun turns your pillow to a rock. But if I had my way, I'd just turn back the clock.
Oh, let that water roll boys in the bathtub 'til I can't hear them anymore
Oh, let that water roll over the voice in my head I don't need to hear you anymore you were wrong
Can we be near? Hands across the table. Everything in pairs. On the run, we aim for the summits and pinnacles. But when your wobbly legs tire, your mind still roams. Here comes the wheelbarrow, I'm taking you home. Please believe in my sense of direction. We're not home, but we're not lost.
Oh, we can have it all. Our pet sounds and rubber souls. Let your fears go. Let your fears go.
How can you tell I've been working at all? Couldn't fill a page with what I have so far. You feel splinters and glue when you grab my hand as we walk through some half-asleep neighborhood. And on your tongue, on your tongue, words lose their bearing when love empties the lungs. I'm steady enough to move. I'd like to follow you until we represent at the gates of heaven.
Oh, we go through it all. The harvest and the gold rush Let your fears go. Let all your fears go.
The sky is pale in the morning. It's Saturday, no one is awake. In your mirrors, you have seen a giant cop car and animal eyes. Light from the roadside memorials would guide you out of the mountains. Now in some empty Roy Rogers, pull out the things in your wallet. If you should feel a connection to the name and the pictures. If you should feel a reaction, you have known love in your lifetime. Water your hands like a flower. Water your hands like a garden. Hold to your paper cup pillow. Water your hands like a flower. If you should feel a reaction, you will be home in an hour.
I'm watching the skies fill up. I'm losing the signal. You lose a lot of things to distance and time, but some things are always mine. Some things are always mine. We belong here. It's as clear as the lakes we're pulled from. I've been walking around with your memory because I don't know what else to do lately. I don't know what else to do lately.
I heard the towns, come crackling by in an endless night.
I'm watching the sky retreat. Cleveland is fading, so many miles to beat. I can relate to the gatekeepers in space. But some of them will always hate. Some of them will seal your fate. But we belong here. Clear as the lake we're pulled from. I was walking away from your memory, but I don't know where else to go lately. I don't know which way to go lately. I'm looking for something to show me. I heard a voice go steaming by in a language I can't even try to decode a line. I look to the crowded sky.