It's a night light in my hallway
as ancient as the swing
drifting gently in my own backyard


it's a crypt behind the highway
a landmark for the locals

that make love behind the parking lot

it's a corner of my being

a mirror to myself
that explains the reasons i can't think


it's a fountain of excitement
a river of suspense
monumental springs that i can dream


we are not lost
we are not following trails

there's so much more the say
if we stopped ourselves then we would fail
at what is meant to be


it's a window in your ba!@&(t
that shows the time of day

when your watch is in the factory

it's a lonely dirty alley

suburban effigy
used by neither criminals nor thieves


climb across your boundaries
let yourself be taken away
to the invisible points on the map

all the famous attractions
before they fall and wither away
they all go home

and we stay out to play

it's the colors put together

of fall and itchy sweaters
burning pumpkin spice that makes smile


it's a walk along the grasses
away from all the masses
that gives us a chance to think a while


we are not lost
we are not following trails

there's so much more the say
if we stopped ourselves then we would fail
at what is meant to be


(instrumental)


na na na na na na na na x14

climb across your boundaries

let yourself be taken away
to the invisible points on the map
all the famous attractions

before they fall and wither away
they all go home
and we stay out to play