Into the fatal flower garden
I had my mind up in the wind
That's how I tell them how we got here
But I was longing to get in
We're in the restless hour
With the morning star
And you can wish away
But it's what we are
Was I a sinking boat without you?
Sure
There ain't no placid lake within
We got the soil, we were the grown-ups
Without a clue where trees begin, oh
We're on a weekend flight
To the morning star
Go say we drift away
But it's what we are
We count the firewood
And mileage of the dream
We get the pony, and we raise her up and sing
You'll be the one
You'll be out flying
Oh, but then we will need you back in
We're in the restless hour
With the morning star
And you can wish away
But it's what we are