Cloud Cult - Thanks lyrics

It's 4-o'clock in the morning And I am staring at the ceiling plaster A movie screen of all my days That came and left with grace It's Halloween and the smell of burning Pumpkin takes me back through all the People I have dressed up as To tell myself I have a pretty soul And it is so wonderful It is so wonderful Beautiful And I give thanks to my youthful days Of gra**-stained knees and trick-or-treat face I pray I'll find as innocent a place When I am 88 And I give thanks to my present day It just got here so please don't go away I finally see it's what I choose to make I choose to make it into gold And it is so wonderful Beautiful I give thanks to my youthful days Of gra**-stained knees and trick-or-treat face I pray I'll find as innocent a place When I am 88 And I give thanks to my present day It just got here so please don't go away I finally see it's what I choose to make And I choose to make it into gold