Panic

What is this world that we all have to bear?

Is it the same as it is for you?

Are we going anywhere?

I don't know

We all wake up in the morning

We all take a breath

We all search for comfort

We all have our tests

How are you?

Pick up the pieces and kiss them goodbye

It keeps on moving so don't even try

And the dandelion has it's day then it wilts

And it dies and the seeds fly away

I have my coffee

I have my dog

I've got my guitar, and thank god I've got love

How about you?

All these little necessities to help see

Us through this long day of life

Pick up the pieces and kiss them goodbye

It keeps on moving so don't even try

And the dandelion has it's day then it wilts

And it dies and the seeds fly away

Hard to be simple

Hard to be true

Hard to keep searching to find something new

Freedom comes when you're alone

Alone, alone

Keep on trucking you're almost done

Keep on trucking you're almost done

And after the long day is done I hope you can

Look back and say, "boy, that was fun"

And all those tambourines are still ringing in your head

And the next time you wake you're in somebody else's bed

Pick up the pieces and kiss them goodbye

It keeps on moving so don't even try

And the dandelion has it's day then it wilts

And it dies and the seeds fly away

Fly away...

All the dandelion seeds fly away

All the dandelion seeds fly away

All the dandelion seeds fly away