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