Pull up the sleeve
Collect the change and make it add up
Bring back everything you need
You never move, just stand around and count the pairs of
Cherries falling from the trees
And the lonely rain, I know it seems a lot like heaven
But child don't stop here
This is only the way to tearsoaked eyes and years of aching
Cut the rope and drift away
You must believe or make the curtain fall together
Down the alley in the breeze
But don't look confused, those birds are only fleas with feathers
Turn you back and get you blue, it's true
Now I know their names, they taught to me that pain is losing
In someone else's game
She's an ocean away relaxing in new English gardens
Pushing up the daisy chains