Skimmin' the tops of tall trees

through the clear light of free speech

a sudden memory dis-ease

claims the air all around me

i'm gettin' lost in the slipstream

maybe relive the same dream

of comin' in from the cold

and losin' half of my soul

memory disease

across united states

that i had told the truth

feel so high

architectural

i look to the skies

to see our bodies

they were rising up

out of the paper cup

a sea change is due

i don't seem to (?) you

touchdown on the new mason-dixon

line-up map was ripped and torn

jilted frame with all hope gone

and i don't mind if you sing a differnet song 

sing a different song

just as long as you sing

sing along

it's later than it seems (x3)

time everyone came down(?)

it's what you didn't say it's what you didn't say 

don't wanna be a slave

it's what you didn't-

skimmin' the tops of tall trees 

through the clear light of free speech

i'm comin' in for a landing

i've got a soul (sole?) understanding

it all comes down to a word

it's just like nothin' i heard

over the rainbow in time

will be one hell of a climb

eye lights bright

the lights sweep high clear sky

sky

reminiscent 

of money in your eye

unwind

(?)

i don't mind if you sing a different song

sing a different song

just as long as you sing

sing along

it's later than it seems

it's later than it seems

it's later than it seems

new ears are listening

it's what you didn't say

it's what you didn't say

don't wanna be a slave

it's what you didn't say

nothing to give away