make sure you dot your I'snsometime in the futurenthe skies will look the same color as the rivernin the tubing through our veinsnmisty morning, Moscow's yawningnI rushed in on top againnnwe fall too farnbut never false alarmnncalled me on a Tuesdaynin the park she laid out whynwe'll never be more than siblingsnand I blew it with all of minenfull of fluster, feel it musteringnuntil the sun came upnnwe fall too farnbut never false alarmnwhen we got back into townnthey took our trophies downnnif it's in the waternI don't need to leave this featherbednbut if it's in the woodsnI guess I'll just meet you there insteadnnsomewhat of a heartthrobnin his golden olden daysngot jacked up playing leap frognand he was never quite the samennsometimes mouths can't get it outnbut if they could here's what they'd say:nsometimes second cousins won't follow you home againnnwe fall too farnbut never false alarmnwhen we got back into townnthe walls have burned to the groundnnif it's in the waternI don't need to leave this featherbednbut if it's in the woodsnI guess I'll just meet you there insteadnif it's in the waternI don't need to leave this featherbed