Weightless Nada Surf
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Outside, just killing time and making noise
And outside, the daylight comes, the daylight goes
And weightless affairs that weigh less than air weighs make no stairways, just stairs — goes nowhere, and don't dream
That is a dream, it is what it seems
That is a dream, it is what it seems
Climbing from over stimulated states to hearing
Cold radio and license plates, but don't dream
That is a dream, it is what it seems
That is a dream, it is what it seems
Behind every desire is another one
Waiting to be liberated when the first one's sated
Water skiing
The water's soft, the water's hot
You act nice
A black birthday card, I threw it away
Grown-up life is like eating speed or flying a plane
It's too bright, it's too bright
Outside, just killing time and making noise
And outside, the daylight comes, the daylight goes
And weightless affairs that weigh less than air weighs make no stairways, just stairs — goes nowhere
And climbing from over stimulated states to hearing
Cold radio and licenses plates, but don't dream
That is a dream, it is what it seems
That is a dream, it is what it seems
And outside, the daylight comes, the daylight goes
And weightless affairs that weigh less than air weighs make no stairways, just stairs — goes nowhere, and don't dream
That is a dream, it is what it seems
That is a dream, it is what it seems
Climbing from over stimulated states to hearing
Cold radio and license plates, but don't dream
That is a dream, it is what it seems
That is a dream, it is what it seems
Behind every desire is another one
Waiting to be liberated when the first one's sated
Water skiing
The water's soft, the water's hot
You act nice
A black birthday card, I threw it away
Grown-up life is like eating speed or flying a plane
It's too bright, it's too bright
Outside, just killing time and making noise
And outside, the daylight comes, the daylight goes
And weightless affairs that weigh less than air weighs make no stairways, just stairs — goes nowhere
And climbing from over stimulated states to hearing
Cold radio and licenses plates, but don't dream
That is a dream, it is what it seems
That is a dream, it is what it seems
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