All Day

Don't be afraid to be colorful, just as you are

Speak as you do, paint the moment with your guitar

Picture your own time as you see it, you are not wrong (you are not wrong)

We are not meant to be numbers punching the clock

Days fill me with wonder

And nights fill me with dread

But I am the one with the key to the door I keep smacking (ooh-ooh-ooh)

And I am the one who can open it at the right day (na-na, na-na-na)

(Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na-na)

Keep getting lost in the moment at the same time (at the same time)

Tryna make sense of coincidence, I get to side

Looking at numbers for parallels in this life

And in the end, you'll just sum it up with a sign

Days fill me with wonder

And nights fill me with dread

But I am the one with the key to the door I keep smacking (ooh-ooh-ooh)

And I am the one who can open it at the right day (na-na, na-na-na)

(Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na-na)

Don't be afraid to be colorful, just as you are

Speak as you do, paint the moment with your guitar

Days fill me with wonder

And nights fill me with dread

But I am the one with the key to the door I keep smacking (ooh-ooh-ooh)

And I am the one who can open it at the right day