Let's go to the park
Let's go watch 'em floodin'
Out there, after dark
Don't have to think of nothin'
And I love that for
For the way I'm feelin'
700 foot
700 foot ceiling
Let's take it to the top
Of the tobacco nation
We can aim the dish
For hardcore invitations
And I hate that for
For the things I'm thinking
When the clouds are low
700 and sinking
It's part hard, hard to remember
It's part hard to say (hard to remember)
Parts unknown, unknown forever (it's part hard)
And those parts fade away (parts unknown, unknown forever)
But leaning's toward, toward a full stop's (those parts fade away)
All I hear you say (leanings toward, toward a full stop's all I hear you say)
One foot on the stump
The other's on the pulpit
700 foot
700 foot pulpit
And I love that for
For the way I'm feeling
700 foot
700 foot ceiling
In our backyard (it's part hard, hard to remember)
We can do some floodin' (it's part hard to say)
When it's cold and dark (parts unknown, unknown forever)
Don't have to think or nothin' (those parts fade away)
Don't have to think or nothin'