There is no beginning to the story, a bookshelf sinks into the sand
And a language learned and forgot, in turn, is studied once again
It's a shocking bit of footage viewed from a s***** TV screen
You can squint at it through snowy static to make out the meaning
And keep on stretching the antennae, hoping that it will come clear
We need some reception, a higher message, just tell us what to fear
'Cause I don't know what tomorrow brings
It's alive with such possibilities, all I know is I feel better when I sing
Burdens are lifted from me, that's my voice risin'
So Michael, please keep the tape rollin'
Boys keep strumming those guitars, we need a record of our failures
If we must document out love, I've sat too long in my silence
I've grown too old in my pain to shed this skin, be born again
it starts with an ending
So thank you friends for good time we shared
My love stays with you like sunlight and air
And I truly wish I could keep hangin' around here
My joy is covering me, soon I will disappear
It's not a movie, no private screenin'
This method acting, well, I call that living yea
It's like a fountain, a door has opened
We have a problem with no solution but to love and to be loved
So, I've made peace with the falling leaves
I see their same fate in my own body
Won't be frightened when I am awoken from this dream
And returned to that which gave birth to me
Gave birth to me, gave birth to me, gave birth to me
And the story goes, and the story goes, and
It goes on and on and on and on
It goes on and on and on and on
It goes on and on and on and on...
