Eels. Daisies Of The Galaxy. Daisy Through Concrete. Zeneszám

Wake up the dying
Don't wake up the dead
Change what your saying
Don't change what you've said
Now that its time that
I got out of bed

When I walk myself
Down sycamore street
The sun beats down
No shoes on my feet
And I stumble on
A daisy through concrete

Pink and brown babies
In pink stroller cars
Know that it's good
They don't care where they are
They know that home
Doesn't feel very far

When I walk myself
Down sycamore street
The sun beats down
No shoes on my feet
And I stumble on
A daisy through concrete

Here we go, oh yeah
That's how I like it

Airplane is flying up in the sky
Making a pattern
With the white lines
Looks like a heart
Or maybe a pie

When I walk myself
Down sycamore street
The sun beats down
No shoes on my feet
And I stumble on
A daisy through concrete
A daisy through concrete