| Rosemary, heaven restores you in life | |
| You're coming with me | |
| Through the aging, the fearing, the strife | |
| It's the smiling on the package | |
| It's the faces in the sand | |
| It's the thought that moves you upwards | |
| Embracing me with two hands | |
| Right will take you places | |
| Yeah, maybe to the beach | |
| When your friends they do come crying | |
| Tell them now your pleasure's set upon slow release | |
| Hey wait, great smile | |
| Sensitive to fate, not denial | |
| But hey, who's on trial? | |
| It took a life span with no cell mate | |
| The long way back | |
| Sandy, why can't we look the other way? | |
| He speaks about travel | |
| Yeah, we think about the land | |
| We smart like all peoples | |
| Feeling real tan | |
| I could take you places | |
| Do you need a new man? | |
| Wipe the pollen from the faces | |
| Make revision to a dream while you wait in the van | |
| Hey wait, great smile | |
| Sensitive to fate, not denial | |
| But hey, who's on trial? | |
| It took a life span with no cell mate | |
| The long way back | |
| Sandy, why can't we look the other way? | |
| You're weightless, you are exotic | |
| You need something for which to care | |
| Sandy, why can't we look the other way? | |
| Oh, leave some shards under the belly | |
| Lay some grease inside my hand | |
| It's a sentimental jury | |
| And the makings of a good brand | |
| You've come to love me lightly | |
| Yeah, you come to hold me tight | |
| Is this motion ever lasting | |
| Or just shutters pass in the night? | |
| Rosemary, heaven restores you in life | |
| I spent a life span with no cell mate | |
| The long way back | |
| Sandy, why can't we look the other way? | |
| You're weightless, semi-erotic | |
| You need someone to take you there | |
| Sandy, why can't we look the other way? | |
| Why can't we just play the other game? | |
| Why can't we just look the other way? |