every moment you re around i m stir crazy off the ground let s get high and jump a fence i don t care what happens next sprained ankles and blistered feet as we walk down the empty streets directionless pursuits are fine we know that we ve got time because i ve seen the world a thousand times it seems just to wake up and find that it was in my dreams i try my best not to lock eyes when i do i just can t get you off my mind dead arm on a friday night and curbside lit up by streetlights sleep filled eyes awakened by morning daylight through the hedge sorry about your grass stained jeans i ll make it up by any means let s get high and jump a fence i don t care what happens next because i ve seen the world a thousand times it seems just to wake up and find that it was in my dreams i try my best not to lock eyes when i do i just can t get you off my mind