A Daisy Through Concrete Lyrics

Wake up the dying
Don't wake up the dead
Change what you're saying
Don't change what you said
Now that it's time that
I got out of bed
When I walk myself
Down Sycamore Street
The sun beats down
No shoes on my feet
And I stumble on
A daisy through concrete

Pink and brown babies
In pink stroller cars
Know that it's good
They don't care where they are
They know that home
Doesn't feel very far
When I walk myself
Down Sycamore Street
The sun beats down
No shoes on my feet
And I stumble on
A daisy through concrete

Here we go
Oh yeah
That's how I like it
Airplane is flying up in the sky
Making a pattern
With the white lines
Looks like a heart
Or maybe a pie

When I walk myself
Down Sycamore Street
The sun beats down
No shoes on my feet
And I stumble on
A daisy through concrete
A daisy through concrete