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 but search the man the water man see if childhood really ends i ve got plans yeah real good plans don t you second guess my friend 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 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 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 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