What are you doing underneath the tree
It's cold, it's damp, it's dark and rainy
Come take a sit, we'll smoke a spliff
We'll talk about life and how we're over it
What are you doing staring at the sky
Time passes before your eyes
You hear your mother cry
You wonder why it's 2 a.m. and you're still alive
But the sky is sublime
You should really come out to the field
She said but I might just play my guitar instead
Sublime
You should really come out to the field
She said but I might just play my guitar instead
Where are we going to
We've come from where we've been
What to do with all our dreams
Don't have enough ink in my pen
'Cause all beginnings come to an end
I promise we will always start again
You wonder why it's 3am and you're still alive
You wonder why it's 3am and you're still alive
You wonder why it's 3am and you're still alive
You wonder why it's 3am and you're still alive
You wonder why
You wonder why
You wonder why
You wonder why
You wonder why
You wonder why
You wonder why
But the sky is sublime
You should really come out for a swim, she said
But I might just play my guitar instead
Sublime
You should really come out for a swim
She said but I might just play my guitar instead
I might just play my guitar instead
You realize that it's 4 a.m.
You start to cry