Panic

What is this world that we all have to bear?
Is it the same as it is for you?
Are we going anywhere?
I don't know

We all wake up in the morning
We all take a breath
We all search for comfort
We all have our tests
How are you?

Pick up the pieces and kiss them goodbye
It keeps on moving so don't even try
And the dandelion has it's day then it wilts
And it dies and the seeds fly away

I have my coffee
I have my dog
I've got my guitar, and thank god I've got love
How about you?
All these little necessities to help see
Us through this long day of life

Pick up the pieces and kiss them goodbye
It keeps on moving so don't even try
And the dandelion has it's day then it wilts
And it dies and the seeds fly away

Hard to be simple
Hard to be true
Hard to keep searching to find something new

Freedom comes when you're alone
Alone, alone

Keep on trucking you're almost done
Keep on trucking you're almost done

And after the long day is done I hope you can
Look back and say, "boy, that was fun"
And all those tambourines are still ringing in your head
And the next time you wake you're in somebody else's bed

Pick up the pieces and kiss them goodbye
It keeps on moving so don't even try
And the dandelion has it's day then it wilts
And it dies and the seeds fly away

Fly away...

All the dandelion seeds fly away
All the dandelion seeds fly away
All the dandelion seeds fly away