Picking my mind, like a crow picks a pine when you open the door, there are ten more inside and it goes on and on and on and on a verbal eclipse and a mid-tempo riot you are moving your lips cause you can't stand the silence and it goes on and on and on and on you asked me something, that I considered and having giving this a thought I just don't know can you settle with a dunno i'm not insensitive to your feelings it's just that every time i'm asked idunno can you settle with a dunno i'm indecisive but i'm consistent at least when it comes to telling you that idunno it's like a sea-saw what i'm feeling bouncing up and down cruise controlled eyes as the clouds drift by in a whirl of ideas it's the worst that comes out and it goes on and on and on and on kissing your smile cause your teeth are so white and your tongue is plush and your pipes are so loud and it goes on and on and on and on