A Daisy Through Concrete Lyrics

A Daisy Through Concrete

wake up the dying, 
dont wake up the dead
change what your sayin, 
dont change what you`ve said
now that its time that 
i got out of bed 

when i`ll walk myself 
down sycamore street
the sun beats down
no shoes on my feet 
and i stumble on 
a daisy through concrete

pink and brown babies 
in pink stroller cars, 
know that it`s good
they dont care where they are
they know that home 
doesn`t feel very far 

when i`ll walk myself 
down sycamore street
the sun beats down
no shoes on my feet 
and i stumble on 
a daisy through concrete

airplane is flyin up in the sky
makin a pattern 
with the white lines
looks like a heart 
or maybe a pie