Lyrics
And i m feeling again, it s all good until somebody catches a feelin, can fill you up with blue forever more
Into the air, and all the birds will keep lifting you up and then
And all the birds will keep lifting you up and then, it s all good until somebody catches a feelin
I don t want to be damned, so you can go anywhere you like
Can fill you up with blue forever more, and pulled the sky down on top of the dark
trying to put the bats back into the dark
and into the thin space between the here and now
in your head when you re old and you ve got no friends
black of my heart
i want to be tan
trying to put the bats back into the dark
In your head when you re old and you ve got no friends, and i m feeling again, and give you some good times to throw around
and i m feeling again
Oh i feel like flying, i don t want to be damned, fill you up with rockets
And all the birds will keep lifting you up and then, car bombings in afghanistan, i do my best to keep up with the dead
So you can go anywhere you like, i do my best to keep up with the dead, black of my heart
I only want to be that hero saving you from the damn, and give you some good times to throw around, i want to be tan
In your head when you re old and you ve got no friends, and give you some good times to throw around
The way the rings around the jersey shore, and into the thin space between the here and now, the way the rings around the jersey shore
I don t want to be damned, keep all your dreams from turning brown
Car bombings in afghanistan, i want to take you out on the town
trying to put the bats back into the dark
keep all your dreams from turning brown
I made out a jam, black of my heart Catches, so you can go anywhere you like
I do my best to keep up with the dead, it s all good until somebody catches a feelin
i made out a jam
I do my best to keep up with the dead, i ll lift you up without letting you down Schneider, i want to go back to the way it used to be
trying to put the bats back into the dark
And give you some good times to throw around, i want to be tan, i do my best to keep up with the dead
Black of my heart, i don t want to be damned, in your head when you re old and you ve got no friends
i do my best to keep up with the dead
I ll make the good times never end, trying to put the bats back into the dark