listen close the dogs are laughing again
maybe they're asking where have i been?
windows were left open dust rinsed through
rooms all cloudy except for the picture of you
a handful further and i'm out past mars
all i need is in jupiter's backyard
sometimes it takes years of unrest to know the unknown can't imprison your chest
fill up their water take off their leash sit and stare at that picture for me
fill up your water take off your leash it's up to you, you to stay free
i don't wanna be the prisoner
handfuls of truth and anecdotes