1.Graze
Let me begin
Feels good 'cause it's early
Ease open my eyes
And let light in
Some ideas are brewing
The radio abides with flying string
Old ideas worth doing
Are taking their time
Fine
Let's not hurry
It's our morning
(Spread out)
Let's not worry
It's our morning
(Spread out)
How does a band
Turn into such a thing
If I had a hand
What would you say about
What's in my face
That warrants all this cess
And to have a band
That cracks the point of fame
Why does a man like me
Let's settle in
Rounding up my friends,
We might not feel so bad
Once in a while
I'll take a bit to smile
Some daydreams marked
By many little ？
(Let me begin)
Comfort, comfort
Why do you run for it？
Why can't you keep doing
What you're supposed to do？
Why can't I reach you？
When I most need you
You're at the beach and
I'm in some strange bed
Comfort, comfort
Why do you run for it？
Why can't you keep doing
What you're supposed to do？
Why do you have to go？
Why do you have to go？
I'm in the dark unknown
And you're staying home
Why do you have to go？
Why do you have to go？
I'm in the dark unknown
And you're staying home
Why do you have to go？
Why do you have to go？
I'm in the dark unknown
And you're staying home
Why do you have to go？
Why do you have to go？
I'm in the dark unknown
And you're staying home
2.What Would I Want Sky
Sky!
What would I want？ Sky!
Is everything alright？
You feeling moany？
You feeling lonely？
You're not the only
Is everything alright？
You feeling stormy？
You feeling phoney？
You're not the only
Do you get up up up？
Clouds stop and move above me
Too bad they can't help me
What is the right way？
Do I float up up up？
When I stop and look around me
Grey is where the color should be
What is the right way？
Old glasses clinking and a
New order's blinking and I -
I should be floating but I'm weighted by thinking
That I got on the river
Really can't make you change
And the sky gets filled up too fast
and the taxi man's saying, 'You betta
give me some money; stop daydreaming, dude!'
When the point of horizon is hiding from you
What would you want sky？
Is everything alright？
You feeling lonely？
You feeling moldy？
You're not the only
Is everything alright？
You feeling stormy？
You feeling foamy？
You're not the only
Do you get up up up？
Clouds stop and move above me
Too bad they can't help me
What is the right way？
Do I float up up up？
When I stop and look around me
Grey is where that color should be
What is the right way？
Old glasses clinking and a
New order's blinking and I -
I should be floating but I'm weighted by thinking
I'm a fly on the river
That'll make me some change
When the sky gets filled up too fast
and the taxi cab's waiting, 'You betta
give him some money; stop daydreaming, dude!'
When the point of horizon is hiding it's blues
What would you want sky？
What would I want？ Sky!
What would I want？ Sky!
3.Bleeding
Blessing
My name
Her pain
Hurtful
Somehow
I feel
Hopeful.
Listen,
Like me
New plan
I swore
Good friend
I feel
Shameful
Then I must bleed
4.On A Highway
I'm on a highway
I take a mental picture
of the place I want.
Now it's living in me.
On a highway
thinking of the one who
I left alone and hoping
I don't know how I'm coping
On a highway
I let the bad things taunt
or do they want to haunt me？
I do not know how they find me
On a highway
I watch the singing driver
on the speaker phone
He mouths the words he should sing
On a highway
some pretty lilly passenger
Her toes against the window
What happened to the tunes then
On a highway
I know they are not moving
moved by conversation
I'll pretend I know what they say
On a highway
can't sit around expending
I work against the window
thats great you called
On a highway
the woman calls me lucky
for all the places i stay
its hard for me not say
Ah Can't Breath
Ah Can't Breath
Ah Can't Breath
On a highway
hypnotized by sun strokes
passing by some dead bones
flowers for the dead grow
On a highway
there are some workers pissing
its starts my bladder itching
can i wait for the exit？
On a highway
the leaves are green forever
I let some hash relax me
Get lost in human pleasure
On a highway
I'm sick from too much reading
jealous of noah's dreaming
can't help my brain from thinking
Ah Can't Breath
Ah Can't Breath
Ah Can't Breath
5.I Think I Can
What's in the way？
And what's nice about staying on the same pace？
Want to, want to get on and stay on.
What I guess I'm just doing makes me feel good.
What's in the way？
And what's nice about staying on the same pace？
Want to, want to get on and stay on.
What I guess I'm just doing makes me feel good.
So...
And I don't want, and I don't want
To keep myself from moving on anyways
And I know how too many tough times
Can ruin the day from good ways
And I don't want, and I won't have
To keep myself from moving on anyways
And I know how too many tough times
Can ruin the day from good ways
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