Which describes how you're
Which describes how you're
There's this guy in the sky and
Want to make you sigh, like the time
When you felt like you're
And you sighed at the cracks in
You said "I'm feeling fine"
but it didn't really rhyme
It didn't rhyme, overseas
Which describes how you're
When you lie that your life's
But your lie doesn't rhyme
Overseas there's this guy
In his mind he can find how
you're feeling all the time
From behind distant lines
Even straighter than his spine
you're feeling all the time
