I ain’t had a fairy thought in a while
I ain’t had a single day at the lake
Crying for a dairy cream like a child
But I guess it’s all on the way

I’ve been in a simple spot for a while
Where I don’t see a single spark in a day
Tag and let my mind run like a child
but I guess it’s all on the way
I guess it’s all on the way

I’m gonna let it slide away as a trial
Keepin’ my eyes up high on the lake
‘til I’m puttin’ ‘em down in the lines of the aisle
I guess it’s all on the way
I guess it’s all on the way

Babydoll it’s nothing if you should take me away
On and on my time and my place I will betray
Leave it to me, it’s something that I’ve been wondering how
Thinking of love then seeing no pieces to spin around

Nothing comes easy, believing in a hint of a clue
Nothing comes easy, we’re living now on as joy’s rendezvous
And what am I proposed to do? I’m running straight out of view
Where I’m just biding my time, debating, while I wait for a girl like you

From a taunt I’m now not another wandering wild
Company of mother and child is the final gift
The debate about if it’s loathe of being alone
Knowing both and keeping a faith it’s the former one

Nothing comes easy believing in a hint of a clue
Nothing comes easy, we’re living now on as joy’s rendezvous
I didn’t know I’d need the cue
I’m just biting my tongue, defending, while I wait for a girl like you

Nothing comes easy, but nothing came as easy as you
Nothing comes easy, and something let me get too close to you
and what am I supposed to do? I really want love that’s true
I’m just biding my time, pretending, while I wait for a girl like you

The other day I heard of a funny thing to me:
“a piece of paper folded up still says the same thing”
But if it’s ripped and shredded, it’s like confetti, tell me, do we lament?
You know you couldn’t read a lick of nonsense, couldn’t roll a cigarette

If I dive off the causeway to a line forever palls the little scrawl

Your eyes are stranded, panicked, from reading too in-between
Then you say, “some things on paper, honey, they were really meant for the screen.”

To a line with no off day, there to sign for a pause in moving on

A thousand planes, once were pages
Running bound, drumming stageless
Once I thought their wings were ageless
Turning bold, becoming wasted and free
I’m not what I used to be

No tablet rolling off the mountain will read “the world is gray”
So take me, nothing said or done is worth more than 1000 days

To a line off the causeway, there to sign of the times I was aligned

A thousand planes, once were pages
Running bound, drumming stageless
Once upon their wings were ageless
Turning bold, becoming wasted
I’m not what I used to be
I’m not what I used to be

Light the fire, antics are keeping me ‘round about
for the rightest one, for the rightest one
Calm the young dramatics, you’re tolling it out abound
for the lie is spun

Come to the surface
I’m going 100% of the way, in circles
It’s leading us on and on, astray
so come to the surface

Where broken promises all line the way, and
All the wasted days are burning on, if I
Want to waste away, I’ll turn it on, and I’ll
Watch the wasted days all burning on, it’s a
Lot of wasted days, I’m turning it off and on

Unretired, it happens. Catches me on the run,
‘til the night is won

So come to the surface
I’m going approximately half of the way, the hurdles
are leading us off to draw a stage

And this one has drawn on the hand of this one, has drawn on the hand
Of this one, has blood on the hand of this one, has drawn on the hand

Broken promises all line the way, and
All the wasted days are burning on, if I
Want to waste away, I’ll turn it on, and I’ll
Watch the wasted days all burning on, it’s a
Lot of wasted days I’m turning it off and on

Roaming on, this is all blown away, and
All the wasted days are burning on, If I
Want to waste away I’ll turn it on, then’ll
Watch the wasted days all burning on, it’s a
Lot of wasted days I’m turning it off (and on)

and this one has drawn on the hand of this one, has blood on the hand
of this one, has drawn on the hand of this one, has drawn on the hand

Awaken ****** feelings again, and I’m upset with myself
Await contestable screenings ahead with open wit

A little health as: what if I retain something?
You’re standing in close discussion, not knowing my sins

The breaking matched with the healing in step, they slowly stretch a rubber band
Making odds of the dealing at hand, and then pretend it’s alright

I’m not a man or a pig in a fight
Maybe I’ll wait by the road, that’s where the passersby go
Just trying to fight the feeling
just trying to fight a feeling
just trying to fight the feeling
just trying to fight the feeling

Home, some time alone
Alone, some time alone
Time alone, some time alone

Awaken ancient appealings again, and I’m upset with myself
A fated crack in the sealing of them. The former wept,

the latter fell so sick in such an act
I’m resting well, like it’s not the best that’ll ever happen

Away this temper concealment in pen, the white and red should make a bet
Awaken ****** feelings again, so I’m upset

And I can’t tell how happy I feel in trust,
But I’m still thinking a bit about it, the battered body
Just trying to fight the feeling
just trying to fight the feeling
just trying to fight the feeling
just trying to fight the feeling

Home, some time alone
Time alone, some time alone
Alone, some time alone

I had another one taken away
My baby, now sugar can’t turn me out
I had another one taken away

I had another one, take it away
my baby now, sugar I’m loaded out
Take it away I’ll follow you down

Take it away my sugar now, my mind is racing
You can’t help me without
taking me back to another place

Are you lifting me out of the wedding ring?
You can’t begin to gather, it’s a living face in spring
But how I’d be, bald and bined by speech

To fall like teeth if you rot away
Teeth if you rot away
Teeth if you away from me

I had another one take it away
my baby now, sugar can’t turn me out
Standing in shudders awaiting a cane

Lay the tape and shut it down
Adhering I’ll cover my sticky mouth
I had another one taking you out

***** of a pin and we’re losing skin
Wouldn’t you rather keep a timid grin
ingrained in space if you rot away

Looking back upon every attempt to weigh (having to weigh)
Countless masses all one in a blend, so weigh, having to weigh

Out of the wedding ring,
You can’t begin to gather, it’s a living face in spring
Of how I’d be: bald and bined by speech

To fall like teeth if you rot away
Teeth if you rot away
Teeth if you rot away from me

All around I pick up sound and fill it in with verbs and nouns
Pain and gloom, or a happy tune, I masquerade the naked room
No faking this, no faking this, no faking this, no faking this

Mistaken as tough, then my ears thought they heard a voice say “enough, enough”
Mooing cow, at the lonely hour I will be up calling bluff
No faking this, no faking

For the wrong, wrong, wrongs reasons I’m feelin’ this tonight
And all I’m on’s a little hit of bitterness
When all I want’s a heroine who gives a lift
I’m singing all and feeling this, I don’t know if it’s a right instance

Up above I’ve come undone, so wrote a way to stay unsung
All online, a million miles, I’m spread across a thin divide
Where I would never play this, I will never play this, I will never play this, I will never play this

For the wrong, wrong, wrong, reasons I’m feelin’ this tonight
And all I’m on’s a little hit of bitterness
When all I want’s a heroine who gives a lift
I’m singing all and feeling this, I don’t know that it’s a right instance

Undelinquent dues and dates make fun of what is ours
We hit the glow and chase the closest star
It’s what we are

For the wrong wrong wrong reasons I’m feelin’ this tonight,
I will never play this,
No faking this,
For the wrong wrong wrong reasons I’m feelin’ this tonight,
Can merely translate life vague’s frame; this I found fit with my name
Spill the beans, they won’t know what it means until I quit my game

For the wrong, wrong, wrong, reasons I’m feelin’ this tonight
And all I’m on’s a little hit of bitterness
When all I want’s a heroine who gives a lift
I’m singing all and feeling this, I don’t know that it’s a right instance

All around I touch the ground and spell my name in utter brown