Out of the pastnOn a moon-jet from out of boundnTry to relaxnWhen my church runs me out of townnFathom a chancenTo behold what you never knewnI'm coming aroundnAnd I won't be leavingnSay you can, say you willnTurn a four-letter self regretnHold the hand that holds your fatenBut don't let it lead you onnRight or wrong, I lie in the bed I makenOn and on, I lie in the bed I makenNeeded a shovenTo believe in a jagged edgenThe sentiment ofnA self centered wonder mannI'm coming ungluednOh I couldn't be more obviousnSay you can, say you knewnYour sincerity bathed in doubtnAll you loved and all you knewnTime let it lead you onnHere in the roughnWhere a crowd still attracts a crowdnTry to relax...nOh I couldn't be so obvious n