Green and White Stripes

la la-la la-la-la la la la
la la-la la-la-la la la la
la-la-la

lovely laughter sitting on a wall
it's lovely, lovely after all

you can read between the lines
but it's only notes and dots and rhymes
it's only music

it sounds like green and white stripes
it sounds like green and white stripes
it feels like green and white stripes
it feels like green and white stripes

truth it brings no consequence
so we might as well stop making sense
nickles to it's bottles and cents
and these objects with their names
are only empty light-wieght frames

seagulls, sun, riding on my bike
words can't really tell you what this feels like
feels like

it seems like green and white stripes
the sun on my skin
it tastes like green and white stripes
is this the mood we're in
it feels like green and white stripes
it sounds like green and white stripes
it feels like green and white stripes
it sounds like green and white stripes

am I alright?
miracle degrading
emancipating
these words from
what they stand for

no one's holding me tight
so mapped in my dictionary
it's kindof scary
weightless
is a semaphore, right?

it's not a piece of fabric
it's not a chunk of time
it's not a strap of leather
it's not a piece of mind

this feels like green and white stripes
it tastes like green and white stripes
it feels like green and white stripes
it sounds like green and white stripes
it sounds like green and white stripes
it sounds like green and white stripes
it sounds like green and white stripes