Fetchin Bones
Текст песни Things Are Happening

Airplanes fly by my window
Birds fall out of the sky
I'm tucked in my bed
Things are happening again

But shut my eyes, turn out the light
The world can wait
I'll sleep tonight
I'll sleep tonight with you

Oh, people call me I don't even know
The world is so big and my heart feels so small
Crammed tight like a ball
With important things
Names, numbers, and telephone rings

Telephones sail by my window
Contracts rain out of the sky
But here in my bed things are happening
Quite strange, the bed has wings
We're off the ground, out in the sky
We are just floating around
No worries, no sound
Not a thing to do
An endless sleep with you
Things are happening