Been gone a long time
I kind of lost my way, can't find it
And I caught a short ride
To the grave and back this season
I can try to get by
But every time I start to panic

I'm a little bit shy

A bit strange and a little bit manic



La da-da-dah, da-da-da-dah

La da-da-dah, da-da-da-dah-dah

La da-da-dah, da-da-da-dah

La da-da-dah, da-da-da-dah-dah



I went to a wishing well

It sank to the ocean floor

Cut up by sharper rocks

And ashed up along the shore

I reached for a shooting star

It burned a hole through my hand

It made its way through my heart

Had fun in the promise land



On the narrowing line

What a way to sort my troubles

In a very short time

Gonna pop, better duck and cover

Can you figure me out?

I got caught like a little kid stealing

Did I say it too loud?

A bit hard or a little misleading



La da-da-dah, da-da-da-dah

La da-da-dah, da-da-da-dah-dah

La da-da-dah, da-da-da-dah

La da-da-dah, da-da-da-dah-dah



I went to a wishing well

It sank to the ocean floor

Cut up by sharper rocks

And ashed up along the shore

I reached for a shooting star

It burned a hole through my hand

It made its way through my heart

Had fun in the promise land