There is no beginning to the story, a bookshelf into the sand And a language learned and forgot, in turn is studied once It's a shocking bit of footage viewed a shitty TV screen You can squint at it through static to make out the meaning
And keep stretching the antennae, hoping that it will come clear We need some reception, a higher message, just us what to fear Because I don't know tomorrow brings
It's with such possibilities All I know is I feel when I sing Burdens are from me That's my voice
So Michael, keep the tape rolling Boys strumming those guitars We a record of our failures, we must document our love sat too long in my silence, I've grown too old in my pain To shed skin, be born again, it starts with an ending
So thank you friends for the we shared My love stays you like sunlight and air Oh, I truly I could keep hanging around here But my joy is covering me, soon, I disappear
Well, not a movie, no screening This acting, well, I call that living It is a fountain, all the are open We got a problem no solution But to love, love, love and to be
So I've made peace with the falling I see their same in my own body I be frightened when I am awoken from this dream And returned to that which birth to me
And the story goes, and the goes And it on and on and on and on It's on and on and on going on and on and on It's on and on and on It's on and on and on
And on And on And on ...