They build a ship each wintertime For launch to sea before the storm They don't just go from A to B They go around and come around again 'Cause out there's always a construction site A Starbucks and Yet another Gugenheim Youme knows what Meyou wants Meyou knows what Youme wants And it's granted No more tassels on the hotel key A phone line, a laptop And a box of tangerines They turn houses into homes Where earthquakes live with car alarms Mature mild-mannered catastrophes They gift each other a thousand names And take them off, take them off again Like excessive jewelry Youme knows what Meyou wants Meyou knows what Youme wants And it's granted They defend each other against the past If the future isn't bright at least it's colorful So burn the ship come spring They fail, fail and try again Fall off a cliff, succeed, and fall, fall again They have proven quite effectively That bumblebees indeed can fly Against the field's authority They invent each other ever anew Still they won't have a different view Of everyone or anything Defend themselves against the whims of fate Question the statistics, accelerate The status quo, deny the rules of gravity But they don't use the word Once dropped it might break They do not say that they have loved For who can say We were killed yesterday Youme knows what Meyou wants Meyou knows what Youme wants And it's granted