Shut-In Tourist Lyrics

Every time you try to pick up just the pieces
feeling bad for yourself.
Watching all the foreign cars or flags in breezes
from a window instead.
From a window instead.
You find it hard to see the good or face the music
looking backward again
Over-sentimental, staring halfway horizontal
when I think you're a new man.
When I think you're a new man.
So I repeat what you said.
So I repeat what you said.
So I repeat what you said.
So I repeat...

Morning calls us early birds, my babes and beagle
still resting their heads
No waking up to noisy doors or stomping feet
of a restless old man
of a restless old man.
So I repeat what you said.
So I repeat what you said.
So I repeat what you said.
So I repeat what you said.