Earth spins on its spin like as make us all dizzy,
It rise in the West, cross the face of the Sun.
Then once a year, it's your anniversary,
The day that's so much like the one you begun.
It starts with a story:
you might have looked up and
seen the same stars that you'd see there today
[No one] [left here] remembers and records are spotty
we're forced to make do with whatever they say.
Halfway to morning,
and middle of nowhere, you know
I would struggle to get to the edge.
I'd sing you a song and you'd blow out a candle,
Smoke rising lazy up over our heads