A muffled battle cry across the kitchen table A baffling contretemps that shakes the day unstable Confessions from the cab a habit that I got from dad The flurry of departure in a cyclone of cologne Would often devastate the gate and hedge And set our tiny teeth on edge I see it in me now and pledge To knock it on the head that's what I'll do A muffled battle cry across the kitchen table Bridges up portcullis down and round the Tower of Babel I'm babbling in my dreams of blue berserkers coming at me Eyes and tongues and rusty knives And God almighty laughing at me From a fat boy fishing chair I wake to find you laughing there It's nice to know how much you care Decided I should spend my life with you We protect our little fictions Like it's all we are Little wilderness mementos But there's only you and me here Fire breathing Hold tight Waiting for the original miracle I'm trying to focus on the issues of the day please Your paper's upside down The radio's in Chinese These little tremors that are ripping through our rituals That friction up the interaction Emanate from quite the greatest Thing that ever happened to A pair of boozy bowerbirds Like me and you In other words The alligator pear inside of you We protect our little fictions When we bow to fear Little wilderness mementos But there's only you and me here Fire breathing Hold tight Waiting for the original miracle Fire breathing Hold tight Life is the original miracle Let's get old Dare you now Mix blood with me All in Love is the original miracle Let's get old Dare you now Mix blood with me All in Love is the original miracle Love is the original miracle

I can only be so convincing I want this so genuinely I could write a song in a day that I know you would like But it all means so much more to me No, simple chords or melodies Might hit a million streams but it don't feel right And you live 300 miles away And you never spoke to me that way before The occasion might arise but I'm not holding my breath So I know it may sound insincere I'm so glad just to be here with you Who am I trying to impress? I never thought at 23 I'd feel this bad But I never take for granted times we've had And all the time that I spent wishing I were dead I'm gonna take it back now, I'm sorry that I never said That you've made a life that's worth living On bad days I've got friends to see On good days I forget the end is so near So I'll learn to appreciate the people who tell me the way they feel I never said we had to be the best (and we're surely not)