Well I guess I'll treat her right
I guess I'll treat her right more this time
I'll try not to rely

Try not to rely on the perfect line
And I see no boundaries
Except for the ones I'm in

And I don't expect you to overcome them
For that's my job description


In a world of players and private eyes
Unless you realize this
There's a whole lot you could miss

Do you know which one I am
I am the cigarette smoking man
Once an hour I light the flower

And burn baby burn

When is it your turn

Lord tell me when the sun goes down
Cause I feel much better then anyway
Well I see much much better then anyway

Well I feel exposed
Although I feel at home
Dressed as a black plastic rose

All flowing head shoulders knees and toes
We dance, we dance, we play, we rant and rave


Oh this childlike wildlife is flooring me
Oh this childlike wildlife is flooring me


Early in the morning
Late in the evening
Evening, we kinda get delirious

Breaking from the seriousness
I try not to get disoriented


Having chewed too many up on my side
Is it any wonder how I miss your smile
Is it any wonder how I write

Pages layered upon pages
Which to no one else but me can be accounted for
For this moments sake


I do not become me
For path tunnels or straightaways

I do not watch as often as I should
So instead I sketch my life a comfortable creature
Slow and beautifully

Oh the smell and tastes of the past nights
Well they're still locked up in my gentle jaw


Not that I am wanting them to go
Just that they are
And I'm very much aware

The madness of slow motion as you move your legs to walk
I'm very much aware
Of this madness when you talk


This childlike wildlife is flooring me
Oh this childlike wildlife is flooring me


We dance, we play
Oh lord we rant and rave

We dance and we play always