Sometimes, when these walls
And these streets leave me seeing red
I go for lower greens and higher blues
With pedals under my feet
Cuz these wheels take me places
the open air displaces
the claustrophobic qualities of home
But When I start to think too much
And when these wheels can't take me far enough
Before these stagnant lives
Can drag me down to their level
I...
Look up to watch the world turn
Lower my eyes a blade of grass moves
From another needle in the haystack
Of the earth I scream at the sky
This town is just the beginning of it all
Don't let it embody my life
I've had enough of places
Where dull grey shapes fit in matching spaces
The feeling is leaving
This town is deceiving
But When I start to think too much
And when these wheels can't take me far enough
Before these stagnant lives
Can drag me down to their level
I...
Look up to watch the world turn
Lower my eyes a blade of grass moves
From another needle in the haystack
Of the earth I scream at the sky
This town is just the beginning of it all
Don't let it embody my life
The musical equivalent of millions of rainbows joyously and incessantly exploding in your face. Also, not nearly enough album covers have zebras on them. Polymers