I set down my fairy tales
I tipped my glass over on the bed
Somehow somebody laughed
Though it was only me and my mess
Somewhere somebody
Sang a pretty little lullaby
I pulled down the blinds
In the fair face of a tolkien sky
I couldn t sleep tonight
As if I didn t know that cause I was there
The last cries of a distant party
Died in the arms of the midnight air
I m flying backwards
To the beat of my speeding heart
Flying backwards
In the rhythm of my own guitar
It smells like rain and a raspberry bouquet
It smells like my 10 gauge guitar strings I play
And I saw two shooting stars
Collide into this crazy conversation
Guess it s really all we had to say
I m flying backwards
Doesn t seem to get me very far
I m flying backwards
And I feel I ve already done this part
Already done this part
The rockin chair teased me
With a clever shadow of somebody called you
So I got up and knocked it over
Went to kill my sorrows
In another passion fruit ice cream scoop
You said I know you couldn t sleep tonight
As if I didn t know that cause I was there
And a huge ball of consequence unwound itself in a dream
Of a dreamer
Then some pup started up a choir
And sang a song to the moon stuck in a spiral spider web
I picked up my leather bound imagination
And I put my head down on the bed
The walls started to whisper
A pretty little lullaby
I shut my eyes and closed the cover down
On the fair face of a tolkien sky
I m flying backwards
To the beat of my speeding heart
I m flying backwards in the rhythm of your guitars
I m flying backwards
Doesn t seem to get me very far
I m flying backwards
And I feel I ve already done this part
Already done this part

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