A Peacebone got found in the dinosaur wing
Well I've been jumpin all over, but my fuels are slowly shrinking
It was a jugular vein in a juggler's girl
It was supposedly leaking most interesting colors

Well half of my fingers are dipped in the sand
You put grass in letters but you're used to cooking broccoli
The other side of takeout is mildew on rice

And an obsession with the past is like a dead fly
Just a few things are related to the old times
When we did believe in magic and we did die
It's not my words that you should follow, it's your inside
You trust your inside
Adjust your inside

I bet the monster was happy when we made him a maze
Cause he don't understand intentions he just looks at your face
And then the bubbles exploded and tickled the bath
And all the birds were very curious all the fish were at the surface

Well half of me waiting for myself to get calm
I'm like a pelican at red tide
I'm a corpse, not a fisherman
A blow out does not mean I will have a good night

And an obsession with the past is like a dead fly
Just a few things are related to the old times
When we did believe in magic and we did die
It's not my words that you should follow, it's your insight
You trust your inside
Adjust your inside
You trust your inside...

Here it comes!

Well I start in a hose and I end in a yard
And when I feel like I'm stealing I can keep myself from hearing God
I mean the taste that you're cookin' could make me bow on the ground
It was the clouds that carved the mountains
It was the mountains that made the kids scream

Well she wore all her apartments
She never was found
You think you're coming back to New York
To be an artist, but are you anything?
You find out that you can't ask a baby to cry

And an obsession with the past is like a dead fly
Just a few things are related to the old times
When we did believe in magic and we did die
It's not my words that you should follow, it's your insight
You trust your inside...
Adjust your inside...
You trust your inside...

Peacebone.