Into the fatal flower garden I had my mind up in the wind That's how I tell them how we got here But I was longing to get in
We're in the restless hour With the morning star And you can wish away But it's what we are
Was I a sinking boat without you? Sure There ain't no placid lake within We got the soil, we were the grown-ups Without a clue where trees begin, oh
We're on a weekend flight To the morning star Go say we drift away But it's what we are
We count the firewood And mileage of the dream We get the pony, and we raise her up and sing You'll be the one You'll be out flying Oh, but then we will need you back in
We're in the restless hour With the morning star And you can wish away But it's what we are
