Walkin All The Way With 'ol Saint Nick To A Place Where They Say Is Thriving Alive With People Past Their Day You Can See The New Ones Ariving Even Alex Is A Bit Intrigued Just A Child When It Comes To Insight We Can Find The Way In The Patterns Up Above And At 6:09 We See The First Starlight Take Me Home For Pretend Cause I Don't Feel The Need To Go Back Again Where The Browns Turn Blue And The Tires Look Like Porpoise Dancing In The Rain And The Rocks Like Pin Cushions Absorbing All The Pain Walking Stick In Hand Around The Bend Past The Couches Past The Chairs Where A Thousand People Have Stopped A While To Forget All Their Cares The Talking Tree The Stalking Birds The Trails Of Words In The Ground A Dusted Path A Concrete Slab Wasn't All That We Found Oh, Go Back I Don't Know If I Can God Struck It Down That Night He Didn't Think Twice About The Little Jacks And Jills Cause He Don't Know What It's Like Down Here In Hell If He Did Don't You Thin He'd Allow Us To Settle Alone Atop Of These Hills
