i've had to think of a way to survive since you said it's over told me good-bye

i just can't make it one day without you unless i pretend that the opposite's true

rivers flow backwards

valleys are high

mountains are level

truth is a lie

i'm perflectly fine

and i don't miss you

the sky is green and the grass is blue



(break)



how much can a heart and a troubled mind take

where is that fine line before it all breaks

can one end their sorrow just cross over it

and into that realm of instanity's bliss

there's snow in the tropics 

there's ice on the sun

it's hot in the Artic

and crying is fun

and i'm alright now and i'm over you

and the sky is green

and the grass is blue



and the rivers flow backwards and my tears are dry

swans hate the water and eagles can't fly

but i'm alright now that i'm over you

and the sky is green and the grass is blue

and i don't love you and the grass is blue