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 window 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