Texty: Nada Surf. The Weight Is a Gift. Do It Again.

Well I'd snap to attention
If I thought that you knew the way
I'd open my mouth
If I had something smart to say
I bought a stack of books
I didn't read a thing
It's like I'm sitting here
Waiting for birds to sing
Let's do it again
Come on let's do it again
Please let's do it again
The hum of the clock
Is a far-away place
The azalea air holding your face
You're lying down
And the moon is sideways
From the hot to the cold
It never gets old
I spend all my energy

Staying upright
And I like the masking noise quiet
Of your breathing nearby
I want you lazy science
I want some peace
Are you the future?
Show me the keys
When I accelerate
I remember why it's good to be alive
Like a twenty-five cent game
Maybe this weight was a gift
Like I had to see what I could lift
I spend all my energy
Walking upright