I stopped listening

sitting in your rocking chair play your banjo in the air i was sitting there staring homegrown songs on the table six of us are insatiable brooklyn calling brooklyn i am calling brooklyn late nights...

if you go back 30 years and count me over take your readings you will find they come out different i've been cheating all this time and i stopped listening a long time ago i know i've been bad i know...

Crosby, Stills and Nash Cover Helplessly hoping her harlequin hovers nearby Awaiting a word Gasping at glimpses of gentle true spirit, he runs Wishing he could fly Only to trip at the sound of goodbye...

take me down to the water and wake all the air around me take me down and show me everything that i should see in an instant i would believe just your touch could do the waking just your words could...