Album: Beacon
Kicking a bottle down an empty street
Where the trees grow tall and the old folks sleep
We walked long when we were young
'Cause we read no metaphor in the setting sun
You don't have to sing a sunny day
You can be done with it and walk away
No lonesome melodies, you're far from harm
No heart and arrow burning on your arm
We dreamed we were anarcho-nudists
But we were only college students
Counting our blessings on the north dorm lawn
Fully enamored of our boho charm
You don't have to sing a sunny day
You can be done with it and walk away
No lonesome melodies, you're far from harm
No heart and arrow burning on your arm
What simple joy just not to think
Make origami, save the ink
All monologues must reach an end
You'll fall in love again
You don't have to sing a sunny day
You can be done with it and walk away
No lonesome melodies, you're far from harm
No heart and arrow burning on your arm