i stare up at the sun while all my thoughts one by one filter in and out of my head and i wonder if i should look away or stay awhile and grow a little more blind instead and i just want to see all the things like weather rods and matrimony rings and i ll sing sad songs that i don t feel so i don t go and break my heart for real so i try to buy some time to re configure these aging rhymes i can t find another way to say these words and thoughts that seem too real for me to really feel and deal with right now i don t know how cus i just want to see all the things like weather rods and matrimony rings and i ll sing sad songs that i don t feel so i don t go and break my heart for real  and with surprise to gazing eyes i want you to realize through these broken lines and ties i will stand and wait and even if my name remains a dusty breeze through weather vanes i will try to find again this balance that was lost and i just want to see all the things like weather rods and matrimony rings and i ll sing sad songs that i don t feel so i don t go and break my heart for real