From the Nest

Too much talk of modern tags

There's a ageless feel to looking back

Of days we'd spend like all kids do

Dreaming of our brightened grooms

(Verse)

But search the man, the water man

See is childhood re-re-ends

I've got plans, yea we're about plans

Don't you second guess, my friend

(Chorus)

We're a lot of things

Falling from the nest, we take our leave

Bounding over, no

Climbing sticks and stones

We're broke

Don't let up

(Verse)

Keep in mind we're soul lead beams

Bearing down on back so sleeves

We're threads divide and pull apart

Losing sense in all regard

(Verse)

I wish somehow but the wind was deep

Deep and if my wish to keep

All in all it's about that time

Looking back at nothing, friend

(Chorus)

We're a lot of things

Falling from the nest, we take our leave

Bounding over, no

Climbing sticks and stones

We're broke

We're a lot of things

Falling from the nest, we take our leave