200,000 - The Rocket Summer

Idiot or fearless I confess I am.

Naive… yeah I dream American

I swing with no net on that trapeze.

Beats, beats, beats, beats me

You crash on a couch within my head

Bumming around and don’t pay rent

I’ve been in danger for you for so long

So come on…

There are not one but two hundred thousand miles on my car

To be with you I’ve driven far, but I loved you that much

Yes I made those morning coffee drinks at four AM for a ring, but I loved you

that much

I stood up to that gang by myself.

When they messed with you, I had no help,

but I loved you that much

And remember the time I wrote that song and many folks sang along?

Yeah I loved you that much

May I cut into your plans and cause a ruckus?

Let’s break some records in some books.

You’ll never pop until you’re shook up

If a picture paints a thousand words, how come I’m speechless and full of

nervous

All I got is…

So come on…

There are not one but two hundred thousand miles on my car

To be with you I’ve driven far, but I loved you that much

Yes I made those morning coffee drinks at four AM for a ring, but I loved you

that much

I stood up to that gang by myself.

When they messed with you, I had no help,

but I loved you that much

And remember the time I wrote that song and many folks sang along?

Yeah I loved you that much

Older times are out of sight.

I thought about it and I kinda died

A kid and kite, a flickering light.

I thought about it, I thought about and I

kinda died

Because all good things come to an end

But the end will be the dirt between us

The end will be the dirt will be the end

I won’t settle down, I won’t settle down