Lyrics

I saw your kooky buffalo
In wild, dewy grass
You always roll down your window
Give a shout, and call the world

Your stories
They raise a house of cards
But I’m ready
To meet you in the stars

Is that air that you’re breathing
My lungs ain’t enough
Does that smile on your face mean
You made the whole thing up

I saw your clumsy tall giraffe
In a city, all brown and white
Your somersault is quite profound
I guess I’ll try again

Your stories
They raze a house of cards
But I’m ready
To meet you in the stars

Is that air that you’re breathing
My lungs ain’t enough
Does that smile on your face mean
You made the whole thing up

Is that air that you’re breathing
My lungs ain’t enough
Does that smile on your face mean
You made the whole thing up