Big heads, fighting for a desk
While Sunday morning sews a dress
Daylight, washed out by the fist
Comes down, to meet his nightly shift
It"s okay to run away
Before the night comes, begging him to stay
Stray dogs, barking for the trees
Drowning, with oil to their knees
New rivers, welcomed though their land
It"s all according to the plan
Wake up, smell the burning sticks
As the doorman, counts renminbi tips
And the letters from his friendly ticks
Aging white haired telephones
Bailing one penny of the bone
Darkness washed out by the feds
It"s all according to the tests
Spelled out, from a welfare pen
before the progress takes another hit
Can we all trust as far as we can spit?
Could that be so hard?
A swimmer praying for a rest
Professor, dreading lonely tests
Bankers, throwing fists of coins
Homeless, throwing fits of joy
It"s okay to be okay
With the world around you for a day or two
But I find it very hard
While Sunday morning sews a dress
Daylight, washed out by the fist
Comes down, to meet his nightly shift
It"s okay to run away
Before the night comes, begging him to stay
Stray dogs, barking for the trees
Drowning, with oil to their knees
New rivers, welcomed though their land
It"s all according to the plan
Wake up, smell the burning sticks
As the doorman, counts renminbi tips
And the letters from his friendly ticks
Aging white haired telephones
Bailing one penny of the bone
Darkness washed out by the feds
It"s all according to the tests
Spelled out, from a welfare pen
before the progress takes another hit
Can we all trust as far as we can spit?
Could that be so hard?
A swimmer praying for a rest
Professor, dreading lonely tests
Bankers, throwing fists of coins
Homeless, throwing fits of joy
It"s okay to be okay
With the world around you for a day or two
But I find it very hard