Everybody’s got their own museum shoes
Treading lightly ‘cross a marble afternoon
You don’t have to play your cards like
You want to be good
You don’t have to love me just right
This isn’t Hollywood
Down the hall in the Egyptian wing
They got graffiti from 1820
Leonardo, what were you doing on the Nile
Leonardo, who’d you love and what’d you spoil?
I’m just trying to ride this wave
But I’m really comfy in my chair
I’m not ready to get saved
But I’m pretty sure I’m getting there
Through a crack on 82nd street
Dandelions ring like tambourines
You and me let’s be the wish blown
Carried with thе seed
You and me let’s be thе coin thrown
Flickering in the stream
I’m just trying to ride this wave
But I’m really comfy in my chair
I’m not ready to get saved
But I’m pretty sure I’m getting there