Now it's day I've been trying
To get that taste off my tongue
I was dreaming of just you
Now our cereal, it is warm

The track dead in a rubble
Of the night from the fall
Now I can't walk in a vacuum
I feel ugly, feel my pores

It's the trees, of this day
That I do battle with, for the light
Then I start to feel tragic, people greet me, I'm polite
"What's the day " "what are you doing? "
"How's your mood?" "how's that song? "
Man it passes right by me, it's behind me, now it's gone
And I can't lift you up, my mind is tired
It's family beaches that I desire
A sacred night, we watch the fireworks
The frightened babies through
They've got two flashing eyes and they're colored why
They make me feel that I'm only all I see sometimes

I've been eating with a good friend who said
"A genii made me out of the earth's skin"
But in spite of her she is my birth kin,
She spits me out in her surely blood rivers
All the people that lurking in dominions of a hot turk dish
If elephants are reaching for our purses
Then meet me after the world with the shivers

I've been eating with a good friend who said
"A genii made me out of the earth's skin"
But in spite of her she is my birth kin
She spits me out in her surely blood rivers
All the people that lurking in dominions of a hot turk dish
If elephants are reaching for our purses
Then meet me after the world with the shivers

I've been eating with a good friend who said
"A genii made me out of the earth's skin"
But in spite of her she is my birth kin
She spits me out in her surely blood rivers
All the people that lurking in dominions of a hot turk dish
If elephants are reaching for our purses
Then meet me after the world with the shivers

"What's the day "what you doing?"
"How's your food "how's that song?"
Man it passes right by me, it's behind me, now it's gone
And I can't lift you up 'cause my mind is tired, it's family beaches that I desire
That sacred night where we watched the fireworks
They frightened the babies and you know they've got two flashing eyes
And if they are color blind, they make me feel, that you're only what I see sometimes

And I can't lift you up 'cause my mind is tired, it's family beaches that I desire
That sacred night where we watched the fireworks
They frightened the babies and you know they've got two flashing eyes
And if they are color blind, they make me feel, that I'm only all I see sometimes

Copyright: DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Writer(s): BRIAN ROSS WEITZ, NOAH BENJAMIN LENNOX