A Daisy Through Concrete Lyrics by Eels
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Wake up the dying, don't wake up the dead
Change what you're saying, don't change what you said
I think it's time I got out of bed
And I 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
They know that it's good, they don't care where they are
They know that home doesn't feel very far
And I walk myself down Sycamore Street
The sun beats down, no shoes on my feet
And I stumble on a daisy through concrete

Airplane is flying up in the sky
Making a pattern with the white lines
Looks like a heart or maybe a pie
And I walk myself down Sycamore Street
The sun beats down, no shoes on my feet
And I stumble on a daisy through concrete
A daisy through concrete
Wake up the dying, don't wake up the dead   Change what you're saying, don't change what you said   I think it's time I got out of bed   And I 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   They know that it's good, they don't care where they are   They know that home doesn't feel very far   And I walk myself down Sycamore Street   The sun beats down, no shoes on my feet   And I stumble on a daisy through concrete      Airplane is flying up in the sky   Making a pattern with the white lines   Looks like a heart or maybe a pie   And I walk myself down Sycamore Street   The sun beats down, no shoes on my feet   And I stumble on a daisy through concrete   A daisy through concrete