I set down my fairy tales

I tipped my glass over on the bed

Somehow somebody laughed

Though it was only me and my mess

Somewhere somebody

Sang a pretty little lullaby

I pulled down the window blinds

In the fair face of a tolkien sky



I couldn't sleep tonight

As if I didn't know that 'cause I was there

The last cries of a distant party

Died in the arms of the midnight air



I'm flying backwards

To the beat of my speeding heart

Flying backwards

In the rhythm of my own guitar



It smells like rain and a raspberry bouquet

It smells like my 10 gauge guitar strings I play

And I saw two shooting stars

Collide into this crazy conversation

Guess it's really all we had to say



I'm flying backwards

Doesn't seem to get me very far

I'm flying backwards

And I feel I've already done this part

Already done this part



The rockin' chair teased me

With a clever shadow of somebody called “you”

So I got up and knocked it over

Went to kill my sorrows

In another passion fruit ice cream scoop

You said “I know you couldn't sleep tonight”

As if I didn't know that 'cause I was there

And a huge ball of consequence unwound itself in a dream

Of a dreamer



Then some pup started up a choir

And sang a song to the moon stuck in a spiral spider web

I picked up my leather bound imagination

And I put my head down on the bed

The walls started to whisper

A pretty little lullaby

I shut my eyes and closed the cover down

On the fair face of a tolkien sky



I'm flying backwards

To the beat of my speeding heart

I'm flying backwards in the rhythm of your guitars

I'm flying backwards

Doesn't seem to get me very far

I'm flying backwards

And I feel I've already done this part

Already done this part