Play on Stamina Running Late on Something bright, heavy, sublime Buffet Sunday Take time Frantic wonder Why I'm fried Then standing there he said I love the way you move When you move The time line Morning wake me Hurry home Peek around the door Key inside When I'm in the furniture I believe what I can What I seek could be so nice What I seek could be so lifelike paint in wine And I wake to find that there's something in a back room And there's nothing in the front room Oh, my feet are still in the garden If there's anything I know I can intuit stucco The scene on a beach or green screen Take my hand Stay warm like my woman standing beside the light of her byline All I have to design Fog reclining behind Something on the horizon When I'm in the furniture I believe what I can What I seek could be so nice What I seek could be so lifelike paint in wine And I wake to find that there's something in a back room And there's nothing in the front room Oh, my feet, my feet are still in the garden If there's anything I know I can intuit stucco The scene on a beach or green screen