Let's go out on that wing
Looking for things, getting excited
Talking slow, slower than usual then
Take your fathers advice
Listen for signs, be very nice
It's all real, nothings a joke to these kids
Keep those k**ers at bay
Knives in their face, send them away
It's like love, but you've treated it in the usual way
Now's the season
For smashing gla**es
Cast our shadows on tall fences
People, black and white films
Girls talk to boys, boys talk to girls
So noisy, playing simultaneously
I wrote down all my thoughts
to see what I thought, I gave it a shot
and there thousands of spiraling knots
Now's the season
For taking chances
Crooked smiles on crooked glances