• I feel as if I don't belong
    To this busy beehive in the sky
    Because my dreams reach higher
    Than the tallest fire
    And scrape the stars right out of the deep blue sky

    I just keep tripping over
    All these four-leaf clovers
    Growing in the snow
    With an artifical glow

    And I shower in the stars
    And roller skate on Mars
    To rocket-boost my way
    To an unnamed bay
    On my way back home

    I don't belong
    To these cold stone walls
    So I'll build up my resolve
    And blast apart these halls

    Blowing leaves in the Fall
    I wish I had the gall
    To let someone in
    I lock my heart in a tin
    Of self-loathing

    I'm floating off the ground
    Away from all the sound
    But I can't reach the sky
    I guess I'll just wave goodbye

    To all I ever knew
    I'll throw it all behind
    I'll travel the whole world
    To find somewhere that's kind