Besedila: Racoon. Till Monkeys Fly. Smoothly.

So much difference now
the feeling's letting down
I have a notion where I am
although I'm scared some how

It?s not a dropping in, it?s more a dropping out
it fell so loud that I found out
I always did without

I dreamt nothing was wrong
and everything just smiled
In this worthwhile dream of mine
a beauty place combined
And I saw eagles fly
a grey sky open up
a star explode as others float
right between the mountaintops

She said
?That's another kind of magic,
I swear, things go smoothly?
Pretty smooth down here
yeah well

I guess it's up to me
somewhere hid away
Well there's a cure
but I ain't sure whether it's mine to pay
Cause all the time I tried
to give my dreams a life
Every time that I woke up
I simply closed my eyes

She said
'That's another kind of magic,
I swear, things go smoothly'
She said
?Man I promise you it gets better, we're there...?
We were there

Futile dreams and reasons
floating in the air
While I stay silent
and I gave up to try to walk on water
for you,
for you, so smooth...

I feel weary now
shaky in the gut
what if I woke up and saw
that dreams is all I got
I guess I'd laugh at life
sneaky in the hand
because it's a bitch to find out things
ain't going as you planned

But she said
'That's another kind of magic,
I swear, things go smoothly?
She said
?Man I promise its gets better, we're there..?
That?s what you promised

She said
?Are you willing to look the other way?
She said
?Are you willing to take chances'
I said
'It's best if you just walk away'
She said
'Your life is short and meaningless
unless you make the best of it'