The Paper Kites - Tenenbaum lyrics

You're a bitter kind Out of you sow Sour is my mind For what you sow. How I let it grow Call them radiant Call them mother's eyes Homes and narrow space for me to find Your beguilling states in endless heights Just not moving right Just not moving right when it's just not you Under neon lights Where I wake I'm not feeling right So they say Rough kind of a day Done my clothing, robes of ancient white Rattled windows on the old green line Do you feel it like I hope you might? Just not seeing right When its just not you