brash fields, crude crows
in a scary sky, in a golden frame
tourist guided by...
tourist talking about the madhouse
talking about the ear
the madmen hangs in fancy homes
they wouldn't let him near!
he'd piss in their fireplace
he'd drag them through turbulent indigo...
And you know me I could not be stuck on you if it weren't true
And told me opening is just the start it was
Cause you know me I could not give up on you
Though it's 3 o'clock, the time is just the time it takes for you to talk
But it's as much as I can do you know to figure you out
And I must confess, my heart's in broken pieces
And my head's a mess
And it's a crying shame, if you would think the same
A boy like me's just irresistible
When I first saw you, I'm like "Aw ****, goddamit look what God did. Hail Mary Jesus!"
Can't hide from experiences
So I just let it flow through me
Feelin' lifted from the spirit like the bag in American Beauty
And if your life truly flashes in front of you, when you die just know the best time of my life has been lovin' you