Interlude

You could be the skies
Or you could even be the moon
But you'd rather be the telescope
With a gazer lookin' through, oh

We could flee the country
Dye our hair, and change our names
But even blue-haired Max still has
Realities to face
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

My California body's hanging on
But I long for brighter days
Everything in our little box is gone
But my needs are still the same

The way you wear that dress
You're making all of the heads turn
You're as pretty as a picture
That I've wanting to burn, oh

Patience is a nuisance
Golden Rule into your eyes
Let's stick to our ideals
And try not to rush
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh



Credits
Writer(s): Corey Baker
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