Carrot sticks and politics
and magazines all stuck together
winter falls around the yarrow
So I listen to my favorite mix
and watch people sleeping in tomorrow
dry dreams draining through the shoelace faces in the street

I know you know I know you know I know we know
we're not really going anywhere
and these are silly things

but they're not all to blame no no no
..I didn't really mean that about the carrot sticks

How does it matter where we came from,   
and I still wonder why you're running
or if we're gonna make it
So I'm lying

it doesn't matter much to me
it doesn't matter much to me