Tried hard to leave the earth, but the strings pulled too hard.
if you want to find escape, there’s a place in your back yard.
Lying flat upon our backs watching silver zephyrs pass
the sky is auburn the night is sleeping in the past…
it won’t keep you. I won’t keep you.
Trash piles on the curb, what do you love now that there’s no me?
Go and make your pretty world, it doesn’t take a telescope to see
I won’t keep you. I won’t keep you.