Dan Mangan
About As Helpful As You Can Get Without Being Any Help At All
Both feet together
Slowly progressing
Always in time
Don't count the feathers, just count the wings
Everyday counting
Everything's changing, I almost forgot it
Then I remembered
I was throw in the boat
Cast out to sea, friendly with waves
There were sharks below
Hungry for me
So I dangled my legs
I lit up like a match
Cause I bled gasoline
Made a torch of myself
Till the moon was mine
Stars made of me
Oh I lit up that sky