Meet me in the Christmas mall
If this fall I'm swollen
With hot air the heaters blare
Which no one is controllin'
And filling up my entire world
And making me feel so young
But old enough to notice that
The thermostat has been stolen
Hey, my best friend
A smile so narrow
Can point like an arrow
To the end of you and
Oh, how we tend
To pray soft and lowly
For past worlds to slowly
Mend and then
Render tenderly
A brilliantly thawing overpa**
The sun shoots out sun like a magnifying
Gla** in your eye
Oh my, what it can imply
Makes me cry
You were not so impatient then
Commuter stations of black-night men
God, it makes me think of when
Where was enough without why
Hey, Mary-Lynn
Some moments are frozen
And constantly chosen to win
The grin from within and
Oh, it's always been
So why weep over
Some grade-school sleepover
Again?
It disintegrates
And the red-faced-shame mates with
Beauty
In fifteen years
Somerset Mall will be
Just like them all
Summit Place
Dump it all to waste
So is that just what you do
When you get bored
Send a postcard to the Lord?
Of the opposite gender
No need to stress
No return address
To fear it may come back to sender
A deer knelt down on the midnight crown
Of someone's front yard bathed in
Our headlights
They're bright as suns and now we're the ones
Flooding other people's windows with
Brights
Oh, my little punctured cup
What am I gonna do with you?
Every time I fill you up
There's something spilling out of you
And filling up my entire world
And making it all so wet
I do believe I can never leave
Every person that
I've ever met