Sleeping in the Beetle Bug ​of Montreal

[Verse]
Sleeping in the beetle bug
With a hundred pounds of air in my heart
Don't think that I'm able to sympathize
I'm happier to see it gone

[Verse]
Floating above your house
Like a penguin dropping cherries from my mouth
Tapping the walnuts and the shadows
Out of a dreaming pair of brown eyed ghosts

[Chorus]
In each of your eyes, I saw it's spring
Where every mouth wakes up
To a smile and a yawn, grass is long and laughs
When the wind jumps through it

[Verse]
It must have started with that stick in the mud
That there's where clouds are born
Clouds can't stay where they are born
Winds push them so far from home

[Verse]
The sound of your laughter
Tiptoeing across the floor
Makes the deepest of red umbrellas
Able to inflate my smile