Grounding me, were the bass tones
And summer breeze kept me windblown
We'll vibrate on, rocking with me
Calming down, achy still cold
Staring up, while the lawn grows
And bitting me, scratch and blood gone
I'm doing fine, falling back down
Persona high, shaky leg drone
They said well wasn't it Sunday?
We were falling right off of the stars
I guess that must mean we're okay
Even if we've all spread apart
I said then maybe this one day
Well, when We can get together again
And with this message we convey
Our worlds will then begin to blend
Dropping thing, just too clumsy
Don't get uptight, if it's phony
Reintroduced, but I'm stressin'
Wrote down your name, still forgetting
Found my soul, just with less time
Still Zonking out, stares and fine lines
I'll tune back in, what's the page now
Can't snooze again, when my clocks down
They said well wasn't it Sunday?
We were falling right off of the stars
I guess that must mean we're okay
Even if we've all spread apart
I said then maybe this one day
Well, when We can get together again
And with this message we convey
Our worlds will then begin to blend