We

cut

the

legs

off

of

our

pants

Threw

our

shoes

in-

to

the

o-

cean

Lay

back

and

wave

through

the

day-

light

Sit

back

and

wave

through

the

day-

light

Slip

and

slide

on

sub-

way

grates

These

shoes

are

a

poor

mans

ice

skates

Fall

through

like

change

in

the

day-

light

Fall

through

like

change

in

the

day-

light

I

miss

yel-

low

lines

in

my

roads

Some

col-

or

on

mon

-

o-

chrome

May-

be

I'll

paint

them

in

my-

self

May-

be

I'll

paint

them

in

my-

self

May-

be

I'll

paint

them

in

my-

self

May-

be

I'll

paint

them

in

my-

self

May-

be

I'll

paint

them

in

my-

self

May-

be

I'll

paint

them

in

my-

self

These

side-

walks

liq-

uid

then

stone

Build-

ing

walls

and

an

old

pay

phone

It

rings

like

all

through

the

day-

light

It

rings

like

all

through

the

day-

light

day-

light

we

can

hitch

hike

to

Maine

I

hope

that

some

day

I'll

see

with-

out

these

frames

And

in

the

day-

light

I

don't

pick

up

my

phone

Cause

in

the

day-

light

an-

y-

where

feels

like

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