it is no matter

if you remember

mold paper bad wine

i will roll my heart up

in my sleeve

tangled in my hair

chronic chattering

heart beat pale

i flew my colors like a sail

it is your line

and of you and i

you stayed quiet

we were surrounded

somewhere else

get back on the road

pick up all the friends you can find on your way

and if you lose direction

they'll be there guiding you on

put your foot down harder

fuel up and drive on

if we go where we go

don't tell anyone where we're from

we can cut and paste the stars to our hearts

and understand their language

discard all the facts on our backs

since we got over our parents

take in hundreds

all we know & an avocado

what will become of

we'll be has beens

a heart is built of gold

the fairies they are too

just posers posing

 

if it so, leave it all

dreadful

  

dont be too loud

not to date the future

till we've forgotten where our hearts have been

preparing for the lights

a boy called tom, and a girl called susan

 

 

when i grow up

you can do without