There is no to the story, a bookshelf sinks into the sand And a language learned and forgot, in turn is once again It's a bit of footage viewed from a shitty TV screen You can at it through snowy static to make out the meaning
And just keep stretching the antennae, hoping that it come clear We some reception, a higher message, just tell us what to fear Because I don't know what brings
It's with such possibilities All I know is I better when I sing Burdens are lifted me That's my voice
So Michael, please keep the tape Boys keep those guitars We a record of our failures, we must document our love I've sat too long in my silence, I've too old in my pain To this skin, be born again, it starts with an ending
So thank you friends for the time we My love stays with you like and air Oh, I truly wish I could keep around here But my joy is covering me, soon, I disappear
Well, not a movie, no private This method acting, well, I call living It is a fountain, all the are open We got a with no solution But to love, love, and to be loved
So I've peace with the falling leaves I see same fate in my own body I won't be frightened when I am from this dream And returned to that gave birth to me
And the story goes, and the goes And it on and 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 It's on and on and on
And on And on And on ...