Mock Orange Lila
Man walks down the street
And he's playing the part of a modern guy
All his time spent thinking
And praying like it's going out of style
God is just a rock like her
And you and me and Jesus
Can she feel the boundaries we make up?
It's time for everyone to see
Stare into the mirror
And it's all I can do to keep laughing
And feeling fine
Should we need to stand out?
Oh no.
Everybody's got a story
A sad, sad story
It's a short walk down
Stop playing along
And then it goes away
And this one takes no brain
So we can stop talking now
Insane, I know, but we can be quiet
And take the silent ride
Do you shake with sweating hands
When the part goes "..."
Or smile undercover?
Couldn't wait for the chance to raise your eyes
Ride around on tales and won't you please tell me what you believe?
We can say anything that we feel
But it isn't this
This has no name
Everything you feel
As everyone creates you cannot be real
So excited because you've done so well
And we say:
This one takes no name
This is just the page
This is the field
