St. Andrews Fall

Big stretch and not much sleep
I got a couple of palm trees on each side of my cheek
And its a bright blue Saturday
And the rummage sells the rubbish to me
But if I could buy the sky
thats hanginOver this bed of mine
If I could climb these vines
And maybe see what youre seein
If you were standing on the corner
staring straight into the eyes of Jesus Christ
One porch, one dog, one cockroach only way to be
I got sewage fruit and its growing out back from roots
I dont know if they belong to me
But if I could buy the sky
thats hangin Over this bed of mine
And if I could climb these vines
And maybe see what youre seein
Sittin at the edge of this building
Twenty stories below, a twenty stories below
Twenty stories below, twenty stories below

I cant tell you how many ways that
Ive sat and viewed my life today but
I can tell you
I dont think that
I can find easier way
So if I see you walking hand in hand in hand
With a three armed man
you know Ill understand
But you should have been in my shoes yesterday
You should have been in my shoes yesterday