Lyrics

Sitting on a stoop, watching the world go buy
boys in their pickup trucks and the girls on the shotgun side
everyone's going somewhere new, like they've got something to say
like they've got something to prove

slow down this planet is spinning too fast
I reach for the stars, but they slip my grasp
just some matter, some blood, some clay
ball of dust in the cosmic fray
spinning around in the milky way
spinning around in the milky way

I'm here on a pier, watching the summer come alive
all of those shiny boats, all of those shining eyes
everyone's circling 'round in loops, like they've got something to say
like they've got some kind of proof

Well I'm standing alone, but I've got a smile on my face
it may be a mixed up world, but I kind of like the place
everyone's going somewhere new, like they've got something to say
like they've got something to prove