Notion
Carried away across the ocean
Those were the days we didn't notice
Now we're so tired, we cannot see
Token
Left on the bedroom drawer open
Rubbers and socks and acne lotion
A memory of Mr. Green
This memory of you and me
Hello, Mr. Green
A token of intimacy
Hello, Mr. Green
A token of intimacy
Chosen
It's never too late to be the chosen
Those were days we left it open
'Til we were made to make it shut
(I don't know why)
There's awful music in the speakers
It seem like nobody believe us
You know I'd try to forget
But you're on the wrong side of town
(Woo!)
Noticed
Seems like weeks since you've been noticed
So I doubt you'll ever want to
Fall in love under the sky
This memory of you and I
Hello, Mr. Green
This token of intimacy has got me talkin'
Goodbye, Mr. Green
A token of intimacy has got me pillin', yeah
Goodbye, Mr. Green
A token of intimacy
