Natalie, Natalie, I'm floating
You know I did not mean to block your way
The lights are dark in Madison
I've got your hand and I could not
Sheltered, sheltered by the awning
A free ride north is worth everything you are to me
What's behind your charcoal black frames?
We'll grab that light and we'll feed Georgia to the flames
You're only free inside my dreams
And the attrition of cognition
The smell of cheap cologne
As I hang my head in the pew
Strip me of all of my pour
If it means I get to see you
Your name, your face, your smile, your eyes
Why must you only be a dream?
And this attrition of cognition
Why must you only be a dream?
And the attrition of cognition
I'm plagiarizing subconsciousness