Mayonaise

I've fooled enough to almost be it

Cool enough to not quite see it

June, I pick your pocket full of sorrow

Run away with me tomorrow

June, well time to ease the pain somehow

I feel the same way, no one knows where our secrets go

I send a heart to all my drearies, when your life is so so dreary

Dream, I'm rooming to the straight and narrow, while the herits of my barrows scream.

And I fail when I can, I will try to understand that when I can, I will.

The years I'm missin' All the time can't be givin'

Bad

I shut my mouth and strike the demons That cursed you and your reasons

Out of hand and out of seasons Out of love and out of feelin'

So bad

When I can, I will Where the diviner plans

When I can, I will

Full enough to almost be it And cool enough to not quite see it

Old enough to always feel this, always old I'll always feel this

No more promise, no more sorrow, no longer will I follow

Can anybody hear me?

I just want to be me

When I can, I will

And I do understand

When I can, I will