Method Acting

[Verse 1]

There is no beginning to the story

A bookshelf sinks into the sand

And a language learned and forgot, in turn

Is studied once again

It's a shocking bit of footage

Viewed from a shitty TV screen

You can squint at it through snowy static

To make out the meaning

And just keep on stretching the antenna

Hoping that it will come clear

We need some reception, a higher message

Tell us what to fear

Cause I don't know what tomorrow brings

It's alive with such possibilities

All I know is I feel better when I sing

Burdens are lifted from me, that's my voice rising

So Michael, please keep the tape rolling

Boys keep strumming those guitars

We need a record of our failures

Yes, we must document our love

I've sat too long in my silence

Have grown too old in my pain

To shed this skin, be born again

It starts with an ending

So thank you friends for the time we shared

My love stays with you like sunlight and air

Oh I truly wish I could keep hanging around here

but my joy is covering me, soon I will disappear

We're not a movie, no private screening

This method acting, well, I call that living, yeah

It's like a fountain, a door has been opened

We got a problem with no solution

But to love, to love and to be loved

So, I've made peace with the falling leaves

I see their same fate in my own body

I won't be frightened when I'm awoken from this dream

And returned to that which gave birth to me

And the story goes, and the story goes

And it goes on and on and on and on

It's going on and on and on and on (x6)