King Kong Hand

There's a satellite dish bolted on the house next door It's not even hooked up the cord's just dangling You've seen this before All that information I just can't hold on to it My mind is not a sieve my mind's a conduit Small electric waves surround all living things Some call it a halo or an aura It's just the feeling when I'm singing How am I to know when anything is right When I'm barreling through this world running every red light? And how am I to know what you say is what you mean When I'm barreling through this world of forest evergreen? Baby baby baby don't give up on us Let's grow old together I've got a plant it's leaves all brown around the edges And a couch that came with me from New York That I call King Kong Hand No Robert Frost my rhyme's too janky No Jack and Coke on the rocks No Christmas card from Bansky Show me the way to stop all this buffering From the traps we set by mistake When we were young and we were suffering Cause love is not the thing that's staring back at you From a mirror or a lake or a mini van rearview No love is not the thing that warms you when you're cold Love is killing us all slowly if we're lucky to grow old Baby baby baby don't give up on me It's only getting better Where are the Blue Hills? where is my desire? To climb into that hole where I buried a child To dive into the fire lake as deep as I can go And stare up at the sky above me through the murky green below Way out on the 10 I catch the undertow And let it pull me for a while till I run out of road How am I to know when I'm supposed to stop Or maybe just hit pause and take it from the top And how am I to know what's best for my family I work hard I make money I can get what I need But I still want this for free Baby baby baby don't give up on us Let's grow old together