Mockingbird
Where it came from I don't know
Fog burns the day unrolls
I walk the dog and coast
I could not admit my ghost
When I met you I caved in
Want to be love
Want to be a friend
Project a masterpiece
Go and plant my favorite tree
Sit for a while and watch it grow
Part of life remains unknown
Part of me is being sold
Where it started I don't know
Where it ends I cannot tell
In a home in a wishing well
My sister's on the phone
How did I remain unknown
New town, a new degree
Cut up my masterpiece
Me and the dog sleep in
When life is in your hands
Yeah I know the road ain't free
Still want to know
Want to make believe
We're talking weak again
News on the president
Ain't no love in the land we break
Ain't no love on this interstate
Part of me wants to be amazed
Part of me remains unchanged
Deep inside is a holy ghost
I knew you that long ago
Where it came from I don't know
I could never shed my soul
Ain't no love in the land we break
Ain't no love on the interstate
Always can start again, I know
Wonder to see the years go
Children will judge us then
Part of life is an accident
We watch the day grow dim
How it tries to start again
We walk the dog in tune
Part of me is alive in you
Babe, I know your favorite time
Went and signed on the dotted line
Gonna be your mockingbird
Part of life remains absurd
New town, a sharp relief
Stitched up my masterpiece
Could you still abide within
When it's over it begins
Writer/s: Jonathan Crane
