flannel

we spend most of our lives with our eyes on some horizon
what we believe goes just a few inches past what we see
and if you're lucky, someone's standing on that line
and can show you the other side

now when I'm with you, I wanna tear the clocks down off the wall
the ticking doesn't stop because I don't believe
life is short, that's why we sing
you take my hand, and turn to me, and say
"why would we ever want to leave?"

well, I think forever smells like flannel
I think forever tastes like dandilion wine
I think forever feels like the closing of your open hand on mine
I think forever sounds like breathing
I think forever looks like

grass-stains and gasoline
you're my home away from home away from
pick-pocket smiles for a sing-a-long
and everyone swearing they're alone
dry your eyes, love - they're looking

and did you find your mother lied to you about God?
cause the paper bends if you draw the lines too far
but all they see is all they need
and all you need, I carry with me

well, I think forever smells like flannel
I think forever tastes like dandilion wine
I think forever feels like the closing of your open hand on mine
I think forever sounds like breathing
I think forever looks like

keep walking barefoot to endless summer
trust walking backward to endless dawn
withhold our voices when the song is wrong

cause if it all ends in the sun
and it all adds up to one
I'd turn my eyes from the light just to watch yours take it in

I think forever smells like flannel
I think forever tastes like dandilion wine
I think forever feels like the closing of your open hand on mine
I think forever sounds like breathing
I think forever looks like you