intel and dreams

Nada Surf

Good chord, bad chord
Good chord, bad chord

Oh, I like the lightness of being on my own
I like the quiet and walking round my home
With no other body there and no fabric you can tear
It can almost be like floating in
A gravity-free zone

Good chord, bad chord
Good chord, bad chord

As my eyes scan round the world I can follow any thread
Any curiosity and see just where it led
Everything s so natural
There s no awkward push and pull
Deep down I m so much more comfortable
Inside my head

But oh, 81 times a day I turn and see
Nothing but empty air there
And even the best days
They feel half-wasted

I grew up with an older sister and
Even through some sparring we were a team
And we shared intel and dreams
Oh, we shared intel and dreams