Urge Daniel Johnston

Get attached to a rolling stone
And you're liable to get crushed
You're better off to sit at home
And watch the toilet flush

I like to sit and look at her
I like to do that so much
To stand and act mysterious
And to watch her blush

I know I'm such a weird guy
She could never take me serious
There's always that green monkey
In around or near us

I think sometimes of holdin' her
But the picture gets all blurred
I see shadows dancin' on my wall
Thoughts scatter like birds

I wish to God i could touch her hand
Somehow make her understand
The man I somehow wanna be
The man I want her to make me

But she stands so distant and rolls her eyes
She leaves me and I don't know why
Nothing seems to make much sense
I can't appreciate the sky