We never thought that you were gone Until we turned the lights on And spoke to your God But He ain't saying nothing Except for something About your life going to waste In more ways than one
I never liked him anyway
You push it most days when you're young And then one day you grow up And everyone's wrong They can't teach you nothing They give you nothing So you get thinking Maybe there's a place Where everyone floats South In never-ending lemonade
Inside of myself Daylight is almost waking up Slow and wondering how Sometimes it isn't always good here
What made you go, yeah and When did you get back from Mars? When did you get back From Mars?
You circled around odd fallen stars And reached out for the lightning Until you were stung Until there was a nice ring The only right thing So you get thinking Maybe in a way You'll never know for sure The full extent of everyone
Inside of myself Daylight is almost waking up Slow and wondering how Sometimes it isn't always good here
What made you go, yeah and When did you get back from Mars? When did you get back When did you get back When did you get back From Mars? When did you get back?
And hey, is there anyone known Who gets along just great with everyone On all the days On all the days On all the days On all the days?