What's the cause of the fury
Is the cup of sugar just not large enough
Red eyes meet me
At the end of the line
Tired or high
Telling me I'm gorgeous
M-O-T-H-E-R T-E-L-L M-E H-O-W
To walk in this crowd
I hear her say
In this lifetime
I feel the weight
In passing
A cushion to lean on gives her the day
Watching the streets activities
The section of me that remembers
The origin of wind
Is slightly surprised
With the sun in my eyes
On this dry autumn day
Here we go out our doors
Following birds who have already been eating for hours x2
Here we go out our doors