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