Pretty Green

Right before I met you

Things were getting pretty green

I was on an upswing though

I could hardly even think

I was looking out, looking out

Well it took me several mornings

With my throat in a mangled knot

Sounding out my virtues

And my vices and other thoughts

Struggling to remember the most recent

Things that I forgot

Well I was looking out, looking out

Looking out, looking out

When you're always on

You feel defeated

So your guardians have lost

In a foreign town, you could hear that singing

It wouldn't wake up a sound

When you hear that singing

It wouldn't wake up a sound

Carbon copy portraits

In a box that I was shufflin' through

Stuffed with paper memories

That are only partly true

Wel I've been gettin' a feelin'

About someone a lot like you

Looking out, looking out

Looking out, looking out

When there's classic meltdowns

And devastating rain

Hurried up for waiting

More times than I care to say

Well it's clear to us now

It's starting to change

Moving on, moving on

Moving forward

Moving on

When you're always on

You feel defeated

So your guardians have lost

In a foreign town, you could hear that singing

It wouldn't wake up a sound

When you could hear that singing

It wouldn't wake up a sound