Unless It's Kicks

It surrounds you at times

Unless it's fiction
What gives this mess some grace

Coming down from above
And my heart's all alive
And the sound in the sky
Unless it's sweat or it's songs

That is quicksand
And the ground getting soft
And I know it's a lie

What a dream in the dark
From some mid-level band
With the towns flying by
That heavenly song

About working so hard
Trying not to believe in the light on your own
Unless it's fictions
About growing so stoned
With the stereo on
Unless it's lies or it's love
On a dark windless night
Unless it's tricks, man

And I wanna tell her, your love isn't lost
When I been fixed, I am convinced
Exploding up from the stands
But I still give my love
He's been driving too long
And it's whispering, oh
And on a seven day high
And pumps through my blood
Punches right through my mind
For your mouth's all filled up

For your hands to pluck off, oh

Unless it's a sick man's hand
What hits against this chest
Trying not to turn up
Scream, you're so wonderful
Unless it's licks, man
So we climb out quick, hand over hand
What breaks this heart the most
With her heart opened up
What picks you up from down
What pulls your body down
That I will not get so broke up again
Say, my heart is still crossed
Is the ghost of some rock 'n' roll fan