Oh
Oh, gotta see, gotta know right now
What's that writing on your everything?
It isn't anything at all
Oh, gotta see, gotta know right now
What's that writing on your shelf?
In the bathrooms and in the bad motels
No one's really caring for it at all
Nothing grabbed your plan
Early, early in the morning
It holds all alone in my circuit
I wanna go back to sleep
Emotions and the things that you take
It all will fall, fall right into place
As fruit drops, flesh and saints
Everything will fall right into place
When you die, some sink in, some lay
But at least I don't see you float away
An old spilled milk, sectioned rain
It all will fall, fall right into place
Oh, gotta see, gotta know right now
What's that writing on your everything?
It isn't anything at all
Early, early in the morning
It holds all alone in my circuit
I wanna go back to sleep
Emotions and the things that you take
It all will fall, fall right into place
As fruit drops, flesh and saints
Everything will fall right into place
When you die, some sink in, some lay
But at least I don't see you float away
Oh, gotta see, gotta know right now
