This feeling is taking over
the sky is made of glue
I saw the cherries in the
parking lot I had to go through
Possible meanings and matter of
facts I leave them all to you
It's a call from a distance if
you come close enough
It'll mirror back to you
I guess it feels much better
after what you been through
Against the other neither could
choose
Which pieces belonged to whom
Their common sense bothers me
now but I want to pull this
through
Magnetic fields over the ceiling
Floating above the room
Broken glasses on the ground
every step will make a sound
There's nothing hidden
in what we see
Sometimes
you just have to let it in
Spare me all this talking spare
me all the secrets too
You don't need a great
imagination when it's right in
front of you
Possible meanings and matter of
facts I leave them all to you
It's a call from a distance if
you come close enough
It'll mirror back to you
Broken glasses on the ground
every step will make a sound
There's nothing hidden
in what we see
Sometimes you just have to let it in