You took a shaver to the basement
And you blasted up your hands
You danced all night at the wedding
You stayed up dragging with the band
You may love until the day light
Was creepy cross the floor
Tell me what else was it?
What you were looking for?
Felt the first day of November
Still riding inside your cold
Right there with some friends how prose and living
Fleeter and you throw you left the house you though you living
Didnt even shut off, tell me what else was it?
What you were looking for?
The book of all your precious sorrows
Have come down of yourself
And so you label over ever empty page until you came back to yourself
And you laughed out loud
Ooh you were lading free and pow
Now tell me what else was it?
What else was it?
You are looking for?
What you need is a clear light
Right there with the leaves of coming down
And if I learn to say your name
Would you learn to stay around
Ooh we could walk and say nothing
Say nothing more
And what else was it?
What you were looking for?