Unless It's Kicks

It surrounds you at times

And the sound in the sky
With the towns flying by

For your hands to pluck off, oh
Punches right through my mind

Unless it's fiction
And I wanna tell her, your love isn't lost
That I will not get so broke up again
But I still give my love
Is the ghost of some rock 'n' roll fan
Exploding up from the stands

From some mid-level band
And the ground getting soft
So we climb out quick, hand over hand
Trying not to believe in the light on your own
On a dark windless night
Unless it's sweat or it's songs

With the stereo on
And I know it's a lie
That is quicksand
What a dream in the dark
When I been fixed, I am convinced
And on a seven day high
What picks you up from down
Unless it's licks, man

Unless it's lies or it's love
Trying not to turn up
Scream, you're so wonderful
Say, my heart is still crossed

What gives this mess some grace
That heavenly song
He's been driving too long
And my heart's all alive
About growing so stoned
What breaks this heart the most
And it's whispering, oh
What pulls your body down
What hits against this chest
Coming down from above
With her heart opened up
Unless it's tricks, man
And pumps through my blood

For your mouth's all filled up
About working so hard
Unless it's a sick man's hand

Unless it's fictions