Well I guess I'll treat her right

I guess I'll treat her right more this time

I'll try not to rely

Try not to rely on the perfect line

And I see no boundaries

Except for the ones I'm in

And I don't expect you to overcome them

For that's my job description



In a world of players and private eyes

Unless you realize this

There's a whole lot you could miss

Do you know which one I am

I am the cigarette smoking man

Once an hour I light the flower

And burn baby burn



When is it your turn

Lord tell me when the sun goes down

Cause I feel much better then anyway

Well I see much much better then anyway

Well I feel exposed

Although I feel at home

Dressed as a black plastic rose

All flowing head shoulders knees and toes

We dance, we dance, we play, we rant and rave



Oh this childlike wildlife is flooring me

Oh this childlike wildlife is flooring me



Early in the morning

Late in the evening

Evening, we kinda get delirious

Breaking from the seriousness

I try not to get disoriented



Having chewed too many up on my side

Is it any wonder how I miss your smile

Is it any wonder how I write

Pages layered upon pages

Which to no one else but me can be accounted for

For this moments sake



I do not become me

For path tunnels or straightaways

I do not watch as often as I should

So instead I sketch my life a comfortable creature

Slow and beautifully

Oh the smell and tastes of the past nights

Well they're still locked up in my gentle jaw



Not that I am wanting them to go

Just that they are

And I'm very much aware

The madness of slow motion as you move your legs to walk

I'm very