Art of Flying - End of Side B Lyrics

Old man on the bed
Old cat by the fire
The mice will have the run of
This old Place
You could light my head
Repair my bad wires
You were never just another pretty face!

All my memories will flower & fade away

Pretty songs of love
Dirty songs of death
We are something, somewhere in between
The subtle losing of
Frequency response
Makes the world go down
Much sweeter than it seems

All my unmistakable pleasures will fade away
All my unreplaceable treasures will fade away

No one gives us a clue
The good & bad we do
Winds up wound together endlessly
It hurts so much it's true
That it's easiest to lose
Another morning missing everybody

All my dearest friends will flower & fade away
All my guitar riffs will flower & fade away
All my unreplaceable treasures will fade away
All my unreplaceable treasures will fade away
All my unreplaceable treasures will fade away
All my unreplaceable treasures will fade away