I don't think we could ask for a more beautiful evening, do you?
I'm sitting in the back room And waiting for some action If there's a boat or plane out of here I'll be leaving
'Cause nothing keeps me grounded And I'm itching to distraction If there's a boat or plane out of here I'll be leaving
For one's self It still saturates my cells And what's left To understand it too To understand it too
And nothing keeps me grounded And I'm itching to distraction If there's a boat or plane out of here I'll be leaving
Here I'll be I'll be so So so gone
Here I'll be I'll be so So so gone
I sat on the rock For most of the night With a mirror and a flashlight But nothing came It's alright And I turned the speakers on their sides I pointed the sound right up at the sky But nothing came It's alright I won't be leaving
Do you have to wait so long Or can't you cut it up and keep it strong You know that nothing and no one No nothing and no one Will ever get a piece of you
For myself it still saturates my cells And what's left To understand it too To understand it too To understand it too Yeah, you understand it too