Mama said the stars are the universe's eyes.
I can feel them watching over me most of the time.
We grew up believing we could learn how to fly.
We came from the earth, but we belong to the sky.
I saw your soul without the skin attached,
and you've got the guts of a coyote pack.
We've been kissed, we've been cut, but we do what needs the doing.
We're just rainbows dreaming we are human.
Please excuse the lights shooting out of my head.
I keep them in a cage, but they come out when they see a friend (you must be a friend).
You're never really gonna have control of it all,
so you best get cool with where your chips gonna fall.
We are the sun and mother's milk and cuss words and poetry.
There's no use in running, unless you run like heck.
The best things we've learned, we learned from the wreck.
Jesus coming back as a woman this time,
handing out hugs in the clinic line.
Someone tell the devil we don't need no hell.
We're all pretty good at beating up ourselves.
As kids we believed that the angels talked.
Everything is magic, til you think it's not.
It's easy to be thankful for the things you've got.
It takes guts to give thanks for the things you've lost
We grew up believing good wins over bad,
So you gave away your heart but the wolves attacked.
(But then a bigger heart grew back)
Please excuse the words coming out of my mouth,
I'm a happy man, but there are some things I need to get out...
There's no use in running, unless you run like heck.
The best things we've learned, we learned from the wreck.
Jesus coming back as a woman this time,
handing out hugs in the clinic line.
Someone tell the devil we don't need no hell.
We're all pretty good at beating up ourselves.
I can feel them watching over me most of the time.
We grew up believing we could learn how to fly.
We came from the earth, but we belong to the sky.
I saw your soul without the skin attached,
and you've got the guts of a coyote pack.
We've been kissed, we've been cut, but we do what needs the doing.
We're just rainbows dreaming we are human.
Please excuse the lights shooting out of my head.
I keep them in a cage, but they come out when they see a friend (you must be a friend).
You're never really gonna have control of it all,
so you best get cool with where your chips gonna fall.
We are the sun and mother's milk and cuss words and poetry.
There's no use in running, unless you run like heck.
The best things we've learned, we learned from the wreck.
Jesus coming back as a woman this time,
handing out hugs in the clinic line.
Someone tell the devil we don't need no hell.
We're all pretty good at beating up ourselves.
As kids we believed that the angels talked.
Everything is magic, til you think it's not.
It's easy to be thankful for the things you've got.
It takes guts to give thanks for the things you've lost
We grew up believing good wins over bad,
So you gave away your heart but the wolves attacked.
(But then a bigger heart grew back)
Please excuse the words coming out of my mouth,
I'm a happy man, but there are some things I need to get out...
There's no use in running, unless you run like heck.
The best things we've learned, we learned from the wreck.
Jesus coming back as a woman this time,
handing out hugs in the clinic line.
Someone tell the devil we don't need no hell.
We're all pretty good at beating up ourselves.