Erin Dooley - Ordinary lyrics

Lightning on the tops of trees Beautiful is coming too close to me Moonlight reflection Beautiful over my ocean The ivy and honey flowers Are making funny poetry Among the ordinary designs in my mind You and that stupid soul of yours - what now? You and your sentimental everything - what now? [Chorus] I saw the dull delayed noises of freedom the other day Distant crowd and faint outlines of myself from far away From the kitchen roof vanishing into the sky And I saw another year go by Ordinary is growing mundane So I'll just wait here for an end To these ordinary days