The lake's reflection is a cotton candy cloud
No one would know it by the way you run your mouth
In spitting distance there's forgiveness in your face
From further out I feel you yanking at my chain, oh yeah I do
Love in real time, scrapes a knee
And you're still waiting for a
King kurzweil's at cruising speed
For the time being
So bored of certitudes and wisdom of the crowds
Living like faith is just the opposite of doubt
I do, I do
It's a hidden bullseye
Secret key
Into your parents' closet
Ancient actor that steals the scene
Whose name I can't remember
Brightest night sky, deepest clean
The loss that won me over
Love in real time's the death of me
Ms. Jenkins party of two, we've got a table for you