Goodbye see you down the line God be with you all the time Sleep tight under falling skies I'm beside you but my bodys always A few strides behind the minute hand At stand still on a treadmill No plans Just an antenna pointed toward the void Twin flame come and light this joint I've pinched since i was just a boy Im a nomad shes a no man's land Work miracles through these idle hands Collecting four leaved clovers and shooting stars I follow angel numbers to where you are I play the same four chords on my guitar Search all four chambers of the human heart Ill map your geography commit it to my memory Yeah i dropped out of college but For you I'd be so scholarly Want her in my head in my heart in my bed Want her name burnt behind my eyelids Want her undercover want her in disguise Want her spread across the sky Want her wider wider still Wanna wind her up wanna give her chills Wanna push her over wanna break her fall Want One God one girl Want Nothing She fiction...