i've had to think of a way to survive since you said it's over told me good-bye i just can't make it one day without you unless i pretend that the opposite's true rivers flow backwards valleys are high mountains are level truth is a lie i'm perflectly fine and i don't miss you and the sky is green and the grass is blue
(break)
how much can a heart and a troubled mind take where is that fine line before it all breaks can one end their sorrow just cross over it and into that realm of instanity's bliss there's snow in the tropics there's ice on the sun it's hot in the Artic and crying is fun and i'm happy now and i'm glad we're through and the sky is green and the grass is blue
and the rivers flow backwards and my tears are dry swans hate the water and eagles can't fly but i'm alright now that i'm over you and the sky is green and the grass is blue and i don't love you and the grass is blue