When I was a child I was a champion, daydreamer
Stuck on an endless trail, down an endless well, I loose myself
Words on a page weren't around enough, I'd drown them out
Wouldn't leave a mark if I disappeared
Would it last a year?
Once in a while, I feel a part of something
One thing...is everything
I feel a good vibration
Didn't know I was aching to
Feel a good vibration
And the sky is painted blue...painted blue...
Seven teenagers on a camping trip
Not like this, not quite so dark
And the stars reflected on the lake
I was wide awake
Swam in the middle of a constellation
Thought about sinking
Would the ripples on the river
Make it to the shore?
Once in a while, I feel a part of something
One thing...is everything
I feel a good vibration
Didn't know I was aching to
Feel a good vibration
And the sky is painted blue...painted blue...
She drops her bag by the door
And throws her arms around me
And I know I'd be okay
She said, "It sure feels good
To be needed by this safety
But I love imaginal places"
I feel a good vibration
She didn't know I was aching to
Feel a good vibration
And the sky is painted blue...painted blue...
