Daniel Johnston - POW lyrics

It's an odd and awful way to be It's a happy laughter of the free It's a truth and it's a dare It's a feeling in the air It's a mother's love for a child It's a burst from someone else's universe It's something you carry with you like a curse It's a smile or a tear It's a treasured souvenir It's a cue that makes the heart sing And an argument has nowhere to go And you'll grow old before you know And the memories shine clear like looking in a mirror And you remember all the times you were sincere And the mood will hit you, you'll be a baby again It will take and embrace you like an old friend Adventure in your eyes with manic surprise Like the sun shining through the clouds Pow