We cut the legs off of our pantsnThrew our shoes into the oceannSit back and wave through the daylightnSit back and wave through the daylightnnSlip and slide on subway gratesnThese shoes are poor mans ice skatesnFall through like change in the daylightnFall through like change in the daylightnnI miss yellow lines in my roadsnSome color on monochromenMaybe I'll paint them in myselfnMaybe I'll paint them in myselfnnThese sidewalks liquid then stonenBuilding walls and an old pay phonenIt rings like all through the daylightnIt rings like all through the daylightnnAnd in the daylight we can hitchhike to MainenI hope that someday I'll see without these framesnAnd in the daylight I don't pick up my phonenBecause in the daylight anywhere feels like homennI have five clocks in my lifenAnd only one has the time rightnI'll just unplug it for todaynI'll just unplug it for todaynnOpen hydrant rolled down windowsnThis car might make a good old boatnAnd float down grand street in daylightnAnd float down grand street in daylightnnAnd with just half of a sunburnnNew yellow lines that I earnednStep back and here comes the night timenStep back and here comes the night timennAnd in the daylight we can hitchhike to MainenI hope that someday I'll see without these framesnAnd in the daylight I don't pick up my phonenBecause in the daylight anywhere feels like home