Find myself singing the same songs everyday
Ones that make me feel good
When things behing the smiles ain’t okay
Around and over and in-between the seas
I need to be on top of a mountain
Where I can be see everything
Cause this paranoia’s getting old
Now as I open my eyes to start another day
I’m in a pile of puke
Empty bag of execuses
My love for friends and family
you know I need them
And under a sun that’s seen it all before
My feet are so cold
And I can’t believe that I have to bang my head against this wall again
But the blows they have just a little more space in-between them
Gonna take a breath and try again.
Is it the way you’re speakin’
Is it because I’m peakin’
Twistin’ your face, thumb in hand, but you
Gotta have your own space to play in
A collection of glass chickens
Oh Vernie, what a garden you have
Maybe its the snuff under your lip
Or maybe caramel cake covered in Christmas
Oh a flower you are to my land, but I
No I cannot deny the beauty
If I had a heart I would want it to be like Vernie’s
Oh what a heart that she has
Roaming through the cupboard jar of
pickles never opened since 1983
Peanuts in a pile and Elvis down the aisle
Singing gallantly
I wish I could be
A little more like Vernie
Oh, I wanna be
I wanna be a little more like Vernie
Is this the place that I want to be
Is it you who I want to see
Holding on, hold it high, show me everything
And you’re leaving me, yeah you’re leaving me
you’re leaving me with a hated identity
But I keep on a comin’ here and standing in this state
And I’m never really sure if you’ll take what I’m saying the right way
But I’m not appalled or afraid verbal pocket play
Is as discreet as I can muster up to be
Because the Cadillac that’s sittin’ in the back
It isn’t me
Oh, no, no, no it isn’t me
I’m more at home in my galaxie
Can I do the things I wanna do
That I don’t do because of you
And I’ll take a left and I’ll second
guess into a total mess
And you’re leaving me
And you’re leaving me
you’re leaving me with a hated identity
No no no no it isn’t me
No no no no it isn’t me
No it isn’t me
I’m more at home in my galaxie