The Ceiling

Wood burnin' up on the hill

Cedar drawer full of pills, and it's quiet

Like snow through the tree

Well, I did what I did, and I didn't mean anything

Where you come from and where you go

Who you talk to and who you know when you're lyin'

In fields of green

Well, I did what I did, and I didn't mean anything

The sunrise, dry eyes, red mornin'

The smoke stacks, old hats, I'm still learnin'

And I don't know how I got this far down, where's the ceiling?

And I don't know how I got this far down, where's the ceiling?

Oh, her eyes are wide open right out of her head, yeah

And she's cleared of a crime that she could not commit, no

Well, I did what I did, and I'd do it all over again, yeah

I remember everything

Little girl learnin' to sing, because she's cryin'

All over me

Well, I did what I did, and I didn't mean anything

The sunrise, dry eyes, red mornin'

The smoke stacks, old hats, I'm still learnin'

And I don't know how I got this far down, where's the ceiling?

And I don't know how I got this far down, where's the ceiling?

Oh, her eyes are wide open right out of her head, yeah

And she's cleared of a crime that she could not commit, no

Well, I did what I did, and I'd do it all over again

We, we should be easy

We should be easy, we should be

We, we should be easy

We should be easy, we should be

We, we should be easy

We should be easy, we should be

We, we should be easy (Oh, we, we should be, yeah)

We should be easy, we should be (Oh, easy, yeah)

We, we should be easy (Oh, we, we should be, yeah)

We should be easy, we should be (Oh, yeah, yeah, we should be)

(A little bit sometime)

Oh, yeah

A little bit sometime