Turtlenecks in the summer...Terrapin design.
We can be what we wanna; call it a disguise.
Throwing stones from my own glass home.
We can be what we wanna; There's so much more to life.
Picking flowers from the rubble, I'm not thinking twice.
All too vivid, never subtle, my memories were right.
The moon still guides me, no matter where you are.
And if I put it all behind me, we'll have a place to start.