Was a man took a hand, cleared the ground

Dug a hole we called home

Sprawled here

Eleven years, forty-four seasons

We came unstuck and it stung



Unstuck-ness flew me

Though the air whispered in my ear

This is chaos and it stings

Tiny strings across the United States

Run from you to me and to everyone we ever breathed with



I don't care if you're sad

I don't care if you're heart is breaking

You soothe me and you turn me on

Speed and sleep



I lock the dogs in the car

And cut across the parking

L'm far away today

But I might as well not be



You quit making mistakes

I might not leave

You quit making mistakes

I might just stay