We're all such fragile machines
Your soul don't want to stay clean
Kite string caught in a tree
Wait for the pull of the breeze
You know that you ought to
Let go of what's holding you back
Don't want your heart to attack you from the inside
Dig through your pockets
Looking for the time
Tin foil conscience
Why'd you do the crime
No bottles, no wires
You've got their poison in your mind
Know that you really ought to
Set it free like water
Rise
Green eyed girl you're going home
Knowing that your life is all a poem