Album: Palomar II
Full count satuday night
I grab onto you,
It's just our luck
There's only pitchers left to hit,
With every loss the Mets take I get Walks off you game for game
Bell rings seven a.m.
It's all in your dreams,
I guess it's cool to stay in school
unless it's you,
So all they learn is what you can't wake up to say,
Anything goes today.
What makes me think I'm gonna find peace again
It only comes when no one's home but you,
If what you walk in with,
Sit with your friends is a never-miss
Is it the temporary looks that shrink to fit?
No one gets up to laughs anymore
There's no more jokes if we can't lie back down,
Everything drifts away
Nothing's attached to stay
Everyone moves into the shad when it's too bright out
And they just wait it out.
And if I'm sitting across from an old friend
Best of both worlds
And a pretty neat end
How come you're making me mad again.
If the point is to end up with a backyard
Give up all the easy and take all the hard
How come we only got this so far,
And the truth is you CAN get you see fit
You will but then you won't like it all comes down to how much how quick
And now I've one wrapped in the future
One stuck in the after
One set to stay right here