and the moon won't turn
no matter how hard i stare
and the dead won't rise
no matter how much I
love surprises
the couch won't walk
and the windows will never talk
and the moon won't turn
gravity keeps me from flying to you
and the world won't wait
don't bother to check the time and
the streets won't burn
no matter how fast we take
the turns
and I can't stop time
the reluctance is in the rhyme
and the moon won't turn
gravity keeps me from flying to you
gravity keeps me from doing
most of the things i'd like to do
in my head we should be falling
so we walk back up to the
beginning and we do it again
in my bed sometimes i feel like
i'm falling
but it's feet over head
six feet over my head