Marvin walked into a helpless land and wondered lightly "Am I happy? Is this happy?"
Following the footsteps left by man, who said to reprimand the mystic, who's s*****ic.
Took a step into the elevator, who said "Guess I'll see you later, don't you worry"
Fifteen flights that lasted nights and days that spent without a cent for creatures, with their beat shirts
Listening to painted whispered, light on top, forgotten hill
Next the stranded senate of the white brick house with flowers have some questions for their story.
All feeling now, he took his bow, and left the stage of time with no answers to no questions.
Lonely paperbacks that wanted just a taste of feeling to implode them before living.
Tiptoed to that wooden sign that said "Now take your place in line for happy, this is lovely"
Listening to painted whispered, light on top, forgotten hill
CHORUS
One secondary smile, to go that extra mile,
To make me feel today, to make it go away,
The chemistry is gone, taken for a ride,
Far away from you, no longer left inside.
Actor with his world renown was thinking 'bout his last real day of silence... WAS IT OVER?
Or is it just we all think that our answer isn't real- it's just a picture of a letter?
b**ble mumble, make the rounds; no matter what, you'll seem profound, it's useless just to worry.
Something normal happens somewhere far away in clouds so please stop thinking this is happy.
Listening to painted whispered, light on top, forgotten hill
CHORUS x2
There're no secrets in the door,
Just a moment doing chores.
And there's something, and there's something,
And there's something, and there's something,
Next to nothing,
And there's something, and there's something,
But you're gone...
Following the footsteps left by man, who said to reprimand the mystic, who's s*****ic.
Took a step into the elevator, who said "Guess I'll see you later, don't you worry"
Fifteen flights that lasted nights and days that spent without a cent for creatures, with their beat shirts
Listening to painted whispered, light on top, forgotten hill
Next the stranded senate of the white brick house with flowers have some questions for their story.
All feeling now, he took his bow, and left the stage of time with no answers to no questions.
Lonely paperbacks that wanted just a taste of feeling to implode them before living.
Tiptoed to that wooden sign that said "Now take your place in line for happy, this is lovely"
Listening to painted whispered, light on top, forgotten hill
CHORUS
One secondary smile, to go that extra mile,
To make me feel today, to make it go away,
The chemistry is gone, taken for a ride,
Far away from you, no longer left inside.
Actor with his world renown was thinking 'bout his last real day of silence... WAS IT OVER?
Or is it just we all think that our answer isn't real- it's just a picture of a letter?
b**ble mumble, make the rounds; no matter what, you'll seem profound, it's useless just to worry.
Something normal happens somewhere far away in clouds so please stop thinking this is happy.
Listening to painted whispered, light on top, forgotten hill
CHORUS x2
There're no secrets in the door,
Just a moment doing chores.
And there's something, and there's something,
And there's something, and there's something,
Next to nothing,
And there's something, and there's something,
But you're gone...