Let me begin Feels good 'cause it's early Ease open my eyes And let light in
Some ideas are brewing The radio abides With flying string Old ideas worth doing Are taking their time
Fine Let's not hurry It's our morning (Spread out) Let's not worry It's our morning (Spread out)
How does a band Turn into such a thing If I had a hand What would you say about What's in my face That warrants all this sass And to have a band That cracks the point of fame (To be in the city) Why does a band make me Less settled in Rounding up my friends, We might not feel so bad (To be in the city) Once in a while I'll think of you to smile Some daydreams marked By many little strikes out (To be in the city)
(Let me begin)
Comfort, comfort Why do you run for it? Why can't you keep doing What you're supposed to do?
Why can't I reach you? When I most need you You're at the beach and I'm in some strange bed
Comfort, comfort Why do you run for it? Why can't you keep doing What you're supposed to do?
Why do you have to go? Why do you have to go? I'm in the dark unknown And you're staying home