You're sorta stuck where you are
But in your dreams
You can
I've heard about a place
Where they enlarge your space
Take pity
Their wasn't any snow on Christmas Eve
And I knew what
With loving hands and their arms are stretched so wide
They
Magnified up close, in a pickle jar
Is the last hope
Well, Kim's got the answer with her watermelon gun
And all
I got your letter it had turned to sand
Lighting strikes
Where does outer space end
It's sort of hard to imagine
Cat killing dogs, pigs eating rats
Every mouth will eat you
Well it took some time
'Cause it's a lot, God, it's
I saw this bird fly off his head
Without him ever
It's like I never had to see it
In your eyes