It always seemed new to me
Yeah, all then are one in the same
To all the people I've loved
Was the motorcycle
That I could hold down a joke or a job or a dream
Campin' out all night, slow moves with the light
Of all the things which you've seen
But then all three are one in the same
My mother held me like a motorcycle
It was until I woke up
Ten thousand colors in all
And though it always was mine
Don't think poor of me
At that moment I'd know
Eyes like caves on my cheeks
Just how close we could be
So warm, we sang melody
So warm, you sang melody
