Lyrics

Walking 'round stoned on my way to work
The leaves have gone orange & my heart is full
I've got coins in my pocket so I could take the bus
But when I got to the corner I just wanted to walk
Walking 'round stoned on my way to work
The leaves have gone red & my heart is full
I've got quarters in my pocket so I could take the bus
But when I got to the corner I just wanted to walk
Well how about some reconciliation?
How about just 10 more minutes in bed?
How does the body grow old when we're not aging?
And how can you say we're at rest?
How about some instant gratification?
How about just 5 more minutes of sleep?
How does the body grow old when we're not changing?
And how can you say that we're free?