Lyrics A Daisy Through Concrete

Wake up the dying,
Don't wake up the dead.
Change what your saying,
Don't change what you've said.
Now that its 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 dont 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!
O 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