had a dream i could turn back time
had to stop to rewind my memory
had a vision of [bad word] sky we were riding high
on our own pink elephant
another day in this [bad word] up life
another [bad word] just to get through nine to five
maybe it was only ego talking
but i always thought we were innocent

how are you

had the answer on my fingertips
til i lost it in the wind like a friend ill never find
deep in the belly is a love so thick
and i thought i had it but makes me sick now
im imagining the fields so green
but i would settle for the [bad word] in anything
where im floating i cant feel my skin
but i might get home
i might get back again

how are you