lately words awkwardly fall out of me 
like your first at bat 
missing and all that 
and I can't seem to finish a simple sentence, a thought 
progression
guess I need not mention when I stop to think
I forget everything 
and you can't write it down
it's no verb or no noun 
it's like a story told 'fore you ever get old 
or like a seventh sense or is coincidence
Then we think we're torn, when really we're just worn 
and when we don't understand it's like some divine hand 
and as the days do pass, nothing in nature lasts
and I can't swallow it, it just seems too big to fit
and when the darkness come 
androgynous and numb
say no more in '04, be like you're heavens' door
thank god for chance meetings, chances are our best 
things 
up there with ocean waves, and sleeping in all day 
and stayin' up all night and knowin' you're so right 
ahh ahh
they're only words, just leave 'em out 
aint no cynicism gonna get me down
they're only words