She thinks she missed the train to Mars She's out back counting stars She thinks she missed the train to Mars She's out back counting stars
She's not at work, she's not at school She's not in bed, I think I finally broke her I bring her home everything I want And nothing that she needs
I thought she'd be there holding daisies She always waits for me She thinks she missed the train to Mars She's out back counting stars
I found her out back sitting naked looking up and looking dead A crumpled yellow piece of paper With seven nines and tens
I thought she'd be there holding daisies She always waits for me She thinks she missed the train to Mars She's out back counting stars
I thought you'd be there holding daisies You always wait for me She thinks she missed the train to Mars She's out back counting stars
Boy with Stick
If I had to settle up now I'd really need to find you If we have to die alone Let's take a walk and watch the bugs fuck Like when you sleep still
I knew one day you'd die, I promised not to cry A noise inside a mind, and everything is fine And the world rings on the next blue Or heaven kissed a road to you And I have to spot it in you You'd gradually, between the sunsets, touch me with your eyes But I come clean from your tears now I really hate to shine And I have to settle up now A million billion souls, so always know I tried
I knew one day you'd die, I promised not to cry A noise inside a mind, and everything is fine (and everything is fine)
Baby, Baby
Baby, baby, this I know You won't be the last thing to go Baby, baby, this I know You won't be the last thing to go
Flipping on to manual Till I get nothing done Gonna drown the telephone And you and I can be like one
Baby, baby, this I know You won't be the last thing to go Baby, baby, this I know You won't be the last thing to go
Throwing all my records away Throwing all my records away Throwing all my records away Throwing all my records away Throwing all my guitars away Throwing all my guitars away Throwing all my guitars away Throwing all my guitars Throwing all my guitars away
Stars (edit)
She thinks she missed the train to Mars She's out back counting stars She thinks she missed the train to Mars She's out back counting stars
She's not at work, she's not at school She's not in bed, I think I finally broke her I bring her home everything I want And nothing that she needs
I thought she'd be there holding daisies She always waits for me She thinks she missed the train to Mars She's out back counting stars
I found her out back sitting naked looking up and looking dead A crumpled yellow piece of paper, with seven nines and tens
I thought she'd be there holding daisies She always waits for me She thinks she missed the train to Mars She's out back counting stars
I thought you'd be there holding daisies You always wait for me She thinks she missed the train to Mars She's out back counting stars
