Jesse Boykins III - The Fears of a Dilettante lyrics

Through the screen Through the bar Through the cement fence out back I can see Through your yard And a few miles beyond that Lego trees Planted so closely It doesn't make much sense Spacially, but i can see They grow according to plan All the doors Screened and barred For whatever happens next And they painted them all With a shade That is one less Than cheerful Some muted pink Or muted green Too much cool grey Here for me Seeing what i wanna see At times i only notice like The d**h in things The brown spots on bananas And my fears are only Ripening Sometimes i don't even notice When its happening, happening I'm afraid i'll miss all these days again I'm afraid i'll never change Who i am Don't be confused You should take my thoughts In spite of me And my picture perfect qualities I'm just a photogenic wannabe (it's true) The gardener blows around the yard Picking up the mess Kicking up our dirt instead Not rooted in the ground I'm blowing away like I'm blowing away like I'm blowing up inside Blowing today like I'm blowing the good life I'm blowing up inside I'm blowing today like I'm blowing the good life I'm blowing the good life I'm blowing the good life I'm blowing the good life I'm blowing the good life (good life) Good life A good life here A good life I have a good life! I have a good life! I have a good life! I have a good life! I have a good life! I have a good life! Here I think i'm A little strange at times I think i Need to step away sometimes I think i Feel so misplaced at times I think i need a little space Sometimes Well i don't know Don't know Don't know Where to go That's life I suppose I made friends with the bar man He put me in a coffin Coming here so often Had a clue but i lost it