baja bird

It costs a lot of money to go ahead and reinvent yourself

So let's dust off the boxes, find a shining something sitting on the shelf

Light on the world's wonders

Shines the same through your shutters

'Cause God is a girl with a seashell in her palm

You can hear something mighty in something so small

She flashes her tits at the cars on the road

And says, "You're too young to be feeling so old"

I can tell you dream of tiptoeing on the top of every hill

Grow too tall too fast and then I promise, oh, I promise that you will

But your shadows overwhelm, and the night blankets the city so soon

And the curve of the planet is no longer a mystery to you

Staggering sunset

Like a fractal on your bed

'Cause God is a girl with a seashell in her palm

You can hear something mighty in something so small

She flashes her tits at the cars on the road

And says, "You're too young to be feeling so old"

Nature's indifferent to power and size

Sun on the cheeks makes us all squint our eyes

You won't be remembered for your fancy clothes

So you're too young to be feeling so old