All I know is just one dead phrase
All I know is just one dead phrase
And it's eating my herat wasting my day
You know I could feel unhappy
Yes there are fireflies in the kitchen
And my father yells for more
Well I'm nearly almost honest
And I'm nearly almost steady? And I'm nearly almost happy to be here
And I'm glad I found my way
I never touched you lover
I never touched a friend
I never want to see you till I sort things out again
There are fireflies in the kitchen
And my mother yells not now
I want to say from the top of my head
An honest way to live is an honesty
