The Navidson Record
All you've got to do is say, I'm not that easy, baby
And all you've got to prove today is that you're not crazy
Praying for the day the four of us can break it down
Baby boy is waiting for his sister by the table
Tommy's gone, I'm all alone, and the rest have spoken
On and on and on and on 'til my bike is broken
Days are long, and far, and long, and far
(Days are long and far, I can't give up)
Navy falls in ashen walls with just a book of matches
Exploration number five, I'm in no hurry
I've got my 16 millimeter ready, baby, don't you worry
We can go 'til sundown (baby), buddy (whoa, no), it don't count for nothin' (whoa)
All I have got to do is pedal, baby, must be up to somethin'
Imagine just beyond your peripheral vision
Maybe behind you, maybe to the side of you, maybe even in front of you
But right where you can't see it, something is quietly closing in on you
So quiet, in fact, you can only hear it as silence
Find those pockets without sound
Catch me now, I'm falling down, or am I flying, honey?
(Am I flying? 'Cause I am flying when I'm with you now)
The house is gone, it finally won, and I think I'm dying
(But I can tell somebody gonna resuscitate)
There's a light, I see a light, a tiny fleck of blue
(Be my nightmare and I promise I'll be yours too)
Careful, baby, careful, baby (don't hurt yourself), care-
(Come on!)
And all you've got to prove today is that you're not crazy
Praying for the day the four of us can break it down
Baby boy is waiting for his sister by the table
Tommy's gone, I'm all alone, and the rest have spoken
On and on and on and on 'til my bike is broken
Days are long, and far, and long, and far
(Days are long and far, I can't give up)
Navy falls in ashen walls with just a book of matches
Exploration number five, I'm in no hurry
I've got my 16 millimeter ready, baby, don't you worry
We can go 'til sundown (baby), buddy (whoa, no), it don't count for nothin' (whoa)
All I have got to do is pedal, baby, must be up to somethin'
Imagine just beyond your peripheral vision
Maybe behind you, maybe to the side of you, maybe even in front of you
But right where you can't see it, something is quietly closing in on you
So quiet, in fact, you can only hear it as silence
Find those pockets without sound
Catch me now, I'm falling down, or am I flying, honey?
(Am I flying? 'Cause I am flying when I'm with you now)
The house is gone, it finally won, and I think I'm dying
(But I can tell somebody gonna resuscitate)
There's a light, I see a light, a tiny fleck of blue
(Be my nightmare and I promise I'll be yours too)
Careful, baby, careful, baby (don't hurt yourself), care-
(Come on!)
Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Eberhardt, Joy Morales, Space People
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