Wooden Wand Black Nikes
I finally learned to levitate
It was just alright
And the snow thaws in the shape of paws
And I am blowing my breath at the moon
Like an unexploded ordinance
Exclaiming over the ruins
Exclaiming over the ruins
When the blues is no excuse
I was placing sucker's bets on the sunrise
I was holding some pills for a friend
And I pulled those stitches out myself
I guess I'd do it again
I guess I'd do it again
It's all a ruse
And you're bound to lose
There were five-pointed stars round the stoplights
Central booking looked like a saloon
And they took my black Nikes for evidence
I hope I can get 'em back soon
I hope I can get 'em back soon
It's what they mean by paying dues
I finally learned to forgive myself
It was no big deal