The Late Great Cassiopia Lyrics - Singles - The Essex Green

I was born today in all them constelation 

The minor where a major wants to be 

I stacked my words, manufactured merchant 

And walked along the water in my sleep 

To the news spun circles and there I saw you 

Wrapped up in a New York magazine 

Was that the page that tells how I was fallen? 

Well maybe that part is not worth mentioning 

Now...what will they say? 

Now...what can they do anyway, anyway? 

So let me down slow, let me down real easy 

Even giants have to watch how they decline 

I'd wheelie in the sky or anything else, I promise 

I will until the day that I die 

I will until the day that I die 

What will they say? 

What's the world, gonna do anyway, anyway?