I could be the flag
bragging red, white and blue
hanging overt and unnecessary
On a pole above the car dealership in your home town
I could be the airplane
Flying 10,000 feet above the ground
Skipping on the wind like children on the playground pavement
I could be the seat cushion you cling to when you crash
Reincarnation
Doesn"t seem half bad a plan, a plan
I could be the push pin
Stuck in the corkboard holding up a picture from your youth
I could be a bedspread
draped cautiously collecting dust in the guest room
Reincarnation
Doesn"t seem half bad a plan, a plan
So we speak our peace and wipe our noses
We dig the holes and carve the tombstones
Offering comfort in a hand on shoulder
Still no one knows now, where he will go
I could be the worm in the apple
I could be the axe that chopped the cherry tree
I could be the glass of water on your bed side table
I could be any person place or thing you make of me
Reincarnation
Doesn"t seem half bad a plan, a plan
Reincarnation
Make me anything you can
bragging red, white and blue
hanging overt and unnecessary
On a pole above the car dealership in your home town
I could be the airplane
Flying 10,000 feet above the ground
Skipping on the wind like children on the playground pavement
I could be the seat cushion you cling to when you crash
Reincarnation
Doesn"t seem half bad a plan, a plan
I could be the push pin
Stuck in the corkboard holding up a picture from your youth
I could be a bedspread
draped cautiously collecting dust in the guest room
Reincarnation
Doesn"t seem half bad a plan, a plan
So we speak our peace and wipe our noses
We dig the holes and carve the tombstones
Offering comfort in a hand on shoulder
Still no one knows now, where he will go
I could be the worm in the apple
I could be the axe that chopped the cherry tree
I could be the glass of water on your bed side table
I could be any person place or thing you make of me
Reincarnation
Doesn"t seem half bad a plan, a plan
Reincarnation
Make me anything you can