I think I've found the perfect place for us
Vacant lot on 43
Open spaces they were made for us
Takes a lifetime to be free
If they knew the hell we've seen
Our mind sticks to the strangest things
Years we lost, searching for a cause
But its that phantom pain
Elusive in its primal state
I felt it once for real and it just stayed

Yes I like to believe
Shot in the dark but there's a garden in those weeds
I hope it sticks around
I hope it sticks around

Michigan, the side of a highway
You jumped out, ran like a gazelle
Hopped a fence, grace of an airplane
You looked insane but I knew how you felt
What kind of beauty's here
Intersecting waves appear
From a higher point it probably all makes sense
Look at those northern lights
Neon swirls in a polar sky
Oh wonderfully disturbed solar wind

Yes I like to believe
Shot in the dark but there's a garden in those weeds
I hope it sticks around
I hope it sticks around

Ancient Egyptians didn't have wheels
And they knew True North back then
Hauling the limestone giving me chills
Some people see past the blocks in their heads
And yes, we thought us separate
Left alone the left brain fragments
Every little part broken from the whole
And yet with these eyes of daggers
Lazer-like and labeling matter
You're gonna find your David in the stone

Yes I like to believe
Shot in the dark but there's a garden in those weeds
I hope it sticks around
I hope it sticks around
Yes I like to believe
Shot in the arm but there's a garden in those weeds
I hope you stick around
I hope you stick around