Bottle Rocket Songtext
von Willie J Healey

Shame on you for thinking
That I was even trying back then
The sky is full of peaches
The evening is crying
For morning
There′s a place between the sky and here
With an airplane full of people Tryna disappear
I want to meet your mother
And show her all my teeth
I had the whole room creasing
Every time I tried to speak
I swear to god I'll never shake the hand
I let the pencil sharpeners do the sharpening
So far
So far
Gone Throw your arms around me
Tell me it′s ok
She's New York in the summer
And Paris in the rain
I know a good thing when I see one
Heaven isn't real its just a feeling
Kissing in a public place
Twisted in the sheets
Chewing all the pillows
Kicking all the feet
There′s a place between the moon and here
With a bus full of people tryna disappear
So far
So far
Gone