One porch, one dog
That's hangin' over this bed of mine
Twenty stories below
Outside I got sewage fruit
One cockroach, only one way to be
I got a bright blue Saturday
Stories below, stories below, below
And maybe see what you're seeing
But if I could buy the sky
In my shoes yesterday
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
And viewed my life today but I can tell you
And the rummage sellin' the rubbish to me
That's hangin' over this bed of mine
And I can't tell you, how many ways that I've sat
With a three armed man, I'll understand
And I don't know if they belong to me
If you were standin' on the corner staring
So if I see you walking hand in hand in hand
If you were sitting at the edge of this building
Oh, but if I could buy the sky
And if I could climb these vines
And it's growing out back from roots
I don't think that I can find an easier way
Oh, you should have been
Straight into the eyes of Jesus Christ
Oh, if I could climb these vines
But you should have been
And maybe see what you're seeing, oh
