Pass the old arcade, nervous and afraid
There's too much hurting
in this world for me to smile today
Course I am happy you came by
It's always good to see your strange eyes
Lift me off the ground, you're good to be around
There's too much darkness
in my heart for me to love you now
Bury me in the churchyard
where the wildflowers grow
Tell my friends I love 'em more than I sometimes show
I think the world is broken and everybody knows
It ain't healing and this fear we're all feeling
Oh, it dies when we're dreaming
Cause our dreams, they have meaning
I suppose