Whis-

pered

leaves

on

sway-

ing

trees

And

mys-

ter-

ies

de-

fine

Sum-

mer

nights

of

end-

less

light

Re-

mind

us

of

the

line

that's

yours

and

mine

Thoughts

of

green

and

breez-

es

mean

I'm

grow-

ing

from

a

stem

Miss-

ing

dirt

on

my

T-

shirt

You'll

move

a

lit-

tle

clos-

er,

but

the

mov-

ing

is-

n't

ov-

er

if

it's

Them

and

you

and

me,

string-

ing

e-

lec-

tric-

i-

ty

And

the

rest

of

it

is

wait-

ing

un-

der

When

it

o-

ver-

flows,

tak-

ing

us

where

no

one

knows

We

re-

mem-

ber

when

we

fell

in-

to

the

trap

Mid-

night

air

is

un-

pre-

pared

for

Thoughts

we

would

con-

demn

Si-

lence

of

the

stars

a-

bove

in

a-

ny

oth-

er

weath-

er

We

would

try

to

stay

to-

geth-

er

but

it's

Them

and

you

and

me

string-

ing

e-

lec-

tric-

i-

ty

And

the

rest

of

it

is

wait-

ing

un-

der

When

it

o-

ver-

flows,

tak-

ing

us

where

no

one

knows

We

re-

mem-

ber

when

we

fell

in-

to

the

trap

Moth-

ers

and

fa-

thers

with-

out

will

doubt

Broth-

er

to

broth-

er

an-

oth-

er

hold

out

Im-

ag-

ine

a

world

if

the

num-

bers

would

take

some

time

out

Me

with-

out

you

and

you

with-

out

I

want

to

break

out

of

this

ab-

stract-

ing

pat-

tern

of

lay-

ers

but

it's

on