On in the day you were on someone else's lawn, longing song Fortress and porch on your wrong, level-headed not, I'm not gone Next to the point you had made, made another um-bon-bon-drum Oh not yet we had feel Oh not yet we had failed But I'm not here now I'm a meadow's lark But I'm not here now It's just way too dark on your on And when you look away I hear your footsteps Everything you do and say And when you start to chatter my brain moves slowly Everything starts to rattle me Everything starts to pick up speed And so I fight it And that's why You're better off On your on