The country's breathing a sigh of stars. A bitch's baby from a buzzard's egg. American fortune seekers. West coast gold diggers. Southern forgetters. There's something wrong.
I don't wanna feel this way. You come and I look away. Forcing what I have to say. It's allright, baby. It's OK. We'll be together for a million days.
Come fly with me. Leaf by leaf a bumblebee. If I weren't me who would I be. Leaf by leaf rocks and trees. . All is all is everything. Leaf by leaf wedged inbetween.