What's going on
We are old, and out of fun
A careless day, some type of way
And now we're back where we begun
You were so strong
And I was young and dumb
And ready to run a thousand feet
That crooked seat's still sprung like a loaded gun
Now I've cut my teeth, it seems to me
That these skies of green weren't all I'd wished they'd be
But with you I'm stepping on the flowers
Falling into disarray
And with you I'm counting down the hours
Praying it'll be okay
Screaming, feeling like a champion
Hit me with your ecstasy
Cos these skies of green are all I'd wished they'd be
And so to bed
And you were right, I'm feeling almost dead
The chlorine days – a blur of rage
That didn't help to clear my head
Talk it forward, shout it back
I'm busy blinking off a heart attack
The colour dizzy crescendos to black
Could you really trust a hypochondriac
But with you I'm stepping on the flowers
Falling into disarray
And with you I'm counting down the hours
Praying it'll be okay
Screaming, feeling like a champion
Hit me with your ecstasy
Cos these skies of green are all I'd wished they'd be
I wish we could settle for the past, and I wish we could make it last
Now I've cut my teeth, it seems to me
That these skies of green are all I'd wished they'd be
But with you I'm stepping on the flowers
Falling into disarray
And with you I'm counting down the hours
Praying it'll be okay
Screaming, feeling like a champion
Hit me with your ecstasy
Cos these skies of green are all I'd wished they'd be