no no no no your boat's an illusion
nothing you want could improve them
nothing you own nothing now
go go go go away from the numbers
that keep you in rent keep you under the weight of the crowd
a race for the times out at the dump feeling tired
and nothing you and me found could we admire
well i mostly keep it a secret you owe me capable love and I know me
(I) follow the dimes with my eyes
and oh me don't take my hand I control me knowing that under is only a song and a raise for your life
roll roll roll roll away from the hunger that keeps you in bed keeps you under the gray of the clouds
and soul soul soul by the bowlful I love her but something I did makes me wonder if she's underground