Someone's hanging out,
We can't forget about
Things that people do
when they're free
Like visitors from space,
It's hard to find a place,
To blend in and go unrecognized

I'm waiting for a sign,
I'm standing on the road,
My mind outstretched to you
I'm picking something up,
I'm letting something go,
Like a dog I'm fetching
this for you

Pictures in mind:
Rows of poppy fields,
Harmony entwined,
Changing gears that grind
Pictures in my mind

Pictures in my brain:
Electrical energy,
Fighting drugs with pain,
There's a war inside
Pictures in my brain

I'm looking for a job,
I don't know what I'm doing,
My software's
not compatible with you
But this I can't deny,
I know that you can fly,
'Cause I'm here
on the ground without you

Angel without wings,
Owner without things,
Sharpshooter
without rings around you
The road we used to ride,
Together side by side
Has flowers pushing
through the dotted line