Day At The Fair - Monday Morning lyrics

Long before my stomping grounds got trampled on I sat and felt the greatest song That every painter, every poet, couldn't create And the words they open doors From what my parents had wished for When they had a child and raised a kid that came to this And how good does life feel in times like this? And how good is my shot before I close my eyes and miss? These feelings exist Let it rain on Monday morning Right before the world's awake I will lie there and just think about the weather Let my blood beat from my chest And put my veins up to it's test I will breathe in and know what it feels to feel alive I'm alive About the time the treehouse built fell on the lawn We sat and heard the first of songs That every rocking chair and shoebox would create It's a world that's grown to be So careless with it's memories Only benevolence can capture what I mean But how good's this picture when the backgrounds gone? And I still feel great about standing tall when everything went wrong And I am all alone Let it rain on Monday morning Right before the world's awake I will lie there and just think about the weather Let my blood beat from my chest And put my veins up to it's test I will breathe in and know what it feels to feel alive I'm alive Yeah, I'm alive Well I'm so alive, yeah, yeah Let it rain on my rooftop So I can hear the sounds Of pa**ing winds through blowing trees Says I'll see you around When the seasons can say things That I never can When words describe nothing When I come home again Well I guess I must of lost it In line of my luck That says this is your life now And you're done with growing up Well I missed my mark And I miss the trees And I miss lying in bed today To picture these things