Seventeen (Acoustic)

We watch the land

And imagine our bodies buried within

All the blurring green

Imagine our bodies hovering

We're always on the edge

We're always on the edge of something bigger than this

Said: I ain't married yet

Not some marionette

I cut my strings and I went wandering

Between two poles

One was dirt and the other was gold

They push and pull

If one is evil is the other one good?

Is it good?

Cause we're always on the edge

We're always on the edge of something bigger than this

Cause we're always on the edge

We're always on the edge of some impossible trick

I spit my piece

The words are sweet

But they hardly speak

So I shut my teeth and I won't say anything

I'm losing you. I can see it

I'm losing you. I can see it

I can see it. I can see through. the thin skin's moving. I can see through it

Like a loose balloon, I am lost and loving the view