an apparition or whatever you call it a specter waves his wand and the leaves start falling a white wall of cocoons on display it s that wall that makes you sad all day the souvenir burning that s burning you up but then you never really tried to step away from the shadow the ebb and the flow the wax the wane from a blister to the callous the pleasure to the pain i put the moonbeam under my shoe and crack it like a nut to release all the power i like to dream what else can i do a blessing and a curse open up like a flower always a light raking through the summer sky and it s more than just a general feeling for the first time a dirty penny in my pocket for luck i think i shoulda woulda coulda thrown it back in the fountain it s no joke when you re chasing a bus growing older in a college town rogaine s another form of control show lives from zero divided by no no no no i could be moving under my shoe and crack it like a nut to release all the flavor i like to dream what else can i do to synthesize a taste for the fruit of my labor always a light raking through the summer sky now won t you come and take a walk in the shoes before you criticize can we open up a window to freshen the air clarity may come when it s too late to care always a light raking through the summer sky