As we glide over whatever

We know to be over forever

I really hope the shame is less

Than what we feel in times of stress

But I guess that that's just depression

No sense in fighting it now

You had me caught in your headlights

You were running me down

Speak in tongues and start to teethe

Lift your voice and scrape your knees

Kids in love will plant the seed

Resurrect and start to breathe

I thought I was a creator

I'm here just hanging around

Got my messiah impression

I think I got it nailed down

I want to tell you we're alright

Want to erase all your doubt

I got this thorn dug in deeply

Sometimes I can't get it out

Strummin' with a heavy wrist

Were you one of the kids?

My shins burn for the replica youth

I hope that we can eject soon

‘Cause I don't want to surrender

I'll lose your face in the crowd

I finally found all my courage

It was buried under the house

Not just a manic depressive

Toting around my own crown

I've got a positive message

Sometimes I can't get it out