Way to go
Just keep nodding until
Your head comes off
Her stories are plausible
And short

You'd think that such conditions
Would make me
Form an opinion
A shape upon a chair
But I'm not really here

Show me
We don't need nothing
Except for all there is
To breathe and to be seen
So take my hand
And break my dreams

What's this
After falling
You're supposed to take a hit?
So cough up your coffee
And laugh at the funny bits
Then kiss her head goodnight

Tomorrow's filled
With sounds and thrills
And flashing lights
A cosmic sigh
I never will be more aware
That I'm not really there

Show me we don't need nothing
Except for all there is
To breathe and to be seen
So take my hand
And break my dreams

All the things we talk about but never do

Show me we don't need nothing
Except for all there is
To breathe and to be seen so

Show me we don't need nothing
Except for all there is
To breathe and to be seen
So take my hand
And take my head
All and everything

I have
I'll be with you
Anywhere
Take my hand
Take my hand