Little Scream Red Hunting Jacket
In an army colored car we fell into a wave
Of color and distraction
On the Chicago freeway
Driving on that bus at night it was only you
Your backseat bookbag to the left and your shoes
Remembering these things is driving me crazy
Like the coat check, the car crash, your coat, your shoes, and your
Red hunting jacket
Why are you so...?
Why am I so...?
Why are we so...
Why are we soooo...
Why am I so, why are you so, why are we
Soooooooooo...
I love to fill up all the flavors at the filling station
You get an acre full of colors
That he just wants to crush
And on the map of this town I only see one face
It picks me up and launches me
Into deep, deep inner space
But what can we communicate that won't just turn to dust?
Something that won't get lost...
Like your coat, your shoes, and your
Red hunting jacket
Why are you so...?
Why am I so...?
Why are we so...
Why are we soooo...
Why am I so, why are you so, why are we
Sooooooooo...
