It was your birthday and I sang for you
But you cried like never before
Because I made love to your best friend
When you swore you loved me more
But this one night's stance
Well it wasn't plant
It was more animal than harvested
When we sunk beneath the floor
So give me your hand
Not this cold cement
It's so unflinching, unforgiving
Like your face of stone when you said and meant
Everything you said you meant
And you meant everything you said
And as I realize the consequence
I'm feeling better off
Like John, who's hat flew off
With a cold gust of winded
Runners pant and breathe
At the peacemakers keep the beatniks use
But daylight savings came and took the sunshine
Now I can't have any white-lined
Paper comes in handy
When you need to scratch things out
It's less a stress than living life
'Cause you can just use white out
It's less a stress than living life
Three hundred and twenty one
College ruled lines and shapes
With every placement perfect
In a specific individual way
Basic themes and doctrines
Line up just like pawns in chess
Taking turns and waiting patiently
So we can make them all a mess
Everywhere I go I get by gracefully
It's never easy
But by the grace of God the ends always meet
It's like I'm finally understanding life for the first time
If I put in my best, things won't be perfect
But after a while I'll feel fine