Please slow it down there's a secret magic past world that you only notice when you're looking back at it all I wanna do is turn around I'm going down to sleep on the bottom of the ocean because I couldn't let go when the water hit the setting sun passing white daisies taking turns close the door walk into the street catching raindrops on your tongue and for a minute it all stops but it won't last man it's just a passing moment gone please slow it down there's a secret place that I know where I could dig a grave out and climb underground for good all I want to do is turn around I'm going down to sleep on the bottom of the ocean because I couldn't let go when the water hit the setting sun passing white daisies taking turns all those evenings on the back deck of our first apartment they meant everything but the wind just carried em off and you can't go back now just a passing moment gone
