it was a purple purple sky in an orange orange room   and everyone was whistlen the same damn tune   except bryan, bryan starred out across the field    and watched the horizon blossum the copper feel    over the edge of the world the one they're all afriad to walk   ration out for why their so high on the small talk   but bryan knows where the crows all go   to find the ifs and the ands and the buts and all sos      if i can run through the woods and speed like the light   i'd find the answers to why and be back by tonight   if i could fly through the fog and look at this rock   i'd figure out how to keep hell off of my block   but as it stands i stay content   tryin to be the magic man and pay my rent   and wishin that bryan would turn me on   to the secrets he sought    while we keep burnin the dawn just to keep the day hot      if i could ask you one question id ask where you went   you could teach me a lesson everytime i got bent   but the alcohol dont make me forget about it all   doesnt matter the season the leaves can still fall   they slipt hidden messages within the cards that were delt   i understand myself and all the sorrow i felt   for as simple as i am how'd it get so complex   got me studyin the margins and disregardin the text      i open the curtins and listen to the traffic go   but i still get nervous each time a piece passes go   the resado is thick and the memory fails   i still laugh because the path feels alot like a trail      if i can run through the woods and speed like the light   i'd find the answers to why and be back by tonight   if i could fly through the fog and look at this rock   i'd figure out how to keep hell off of my block   but as it stands i stay content   tryin to be the magic man and pay my rent   and wishin that bryan would turn me on   to the secrets he sought    while we keep burnin the dawn just to keep the day hot      we used to be a couple of pimps walking the hallways with pride   drunk or sober life was nothin short a roller coaster ride   trips to the clubs now lets go to the rythm   all we wanted out of life was what was given      and when you passed i wanted to take back the time we wasted   id trade all the buzzes in for one more conversation   we could sit in the shade and discuss the meaning of sacred   cuz i cant see the garden no more just the avons?   but the wind still blows    and the plants still grow   and i wish your name was on the guest list at my shows   i gotta believe that you can see me run out of my freedom   cuz you got to meet the sun before you got to meet my son      and when i see lightning feels like my buzz hightning   everytime i feel the sun i can smell the love   adn when i smell the air i can hear a child trying   but everytime i hear a river i i think the mother crying      and when i see lightning feels like my buzz hightning   everytime i feel the sun i can smell the love   adn when i smell the air i can hear a child trying   but everytime i hear a river i i think the mother crying      everytime i think of you i know your laughter   and when i hear of you i know your laughter