| Did you mean the things you said? | |
| Were you pulling ankles and legs? | |
| Do you read when you go to bed? | |
| Do you lie there shaking instead? | |
| Cause it works both ways with the rain | |
| leaving the words unread | |
| and I want to have you again | |
| listening to Bedhead | |
| Try to get a little rest | |
| There's a very big day ahead | |
| I was lost like people feel | |
| before they find God's love | |
| The best I can say now, | |
| "We made it alone, | |
| no help from hot-air balloons, | |
| saving us in the nick of time" | |
| Don't get your hopes up | |
| Keep them low | |
| Try not to reach so high | |
| Hard work won't pay off in the end | |
| What a broken string of events | |
| What a little tied up loose end | |
| Are you mad that they are all dead? | |
| Do you wish that you'd gone instead? | |
| Are you pissed that when things got bad | |
| there was one set of footprints in the sand? | |
| When it's easy you walk alone | |
| there's a mark for each of your toes | |
| The best I could hope for | |
| is what you'd expect | |
| White lights like icicles | |
| hung up above the porch | |
| I'd just like to say now | |
| before things go too far, | |
| "I hated none of you, | |
| I loved you all at the time" | |
| I like having to run when I don't run | |
| and it leaves me so, so tired | |
| I want better for you and for my son | |
| and the lives we're leading now | |
| I like having a tongue when the words come | |
| And even if it gets tied | |
| I want cinnamon buns in the morning sun | |
| in the airport waiting lines | |
| I like having some fun like anyone | |
| with loaded water guns | |
| Your Canadian plum has got me numb | |
| Like Novacain in my gum | |
| The best is the smoke blown | |
| back through the flue | |
| like birds returning to a tree | |
| Where their old nest used to be | |
| Now things have changed | |
| or maybe not | |
| That's where you learn to fly | |
| That's where our eggshell lies |
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