Don't look so concerned You can paint a bigger picture when you're so far off the ground Well, it's okay if you're another one to learn You've been smoking in the kitchen, drinking wine that's not your own Oh, we saw it coming You've been dancing on your own too long The joker of the night You know we're all not here for nothing Like a fire in the distance, I can see, but I can't help So nothing's changed You've been lying through your teeth again The lion's lost its mane You've been cornered into something you can't win What's the point in having something if that something makes you thin? Oh, we saw it coming You've been dancing on your own too long The joker of the night You know we're all not here for nothing Like a fire in the distance, I can see, but I can't help We know you, you're not yourself Fed up now, we'll get there soon Take a bow, take a bow Take a bow, take a bow We know you, you're not yourself Fed up now, we'll get there soon Take a bow, take a bow Take a bow, take a bow

In my mother's school house I would sit at the kitchen table And listen to her teach geometry She taught me about distance She taught a lesson about A boat that is sailing the sea Trying to get from point A to B So the little boat's traveling at full sail And it's trying to reach the shore But whenever the boat gets halfway there There's always halfway more You take half of half And half of that So on and on and so In my mother's schoolhouse There was always half to go To go Little boat, big ocean I'm the girl with the copper spyglass Who prays that today she will spot her shore All at once a lighthouse All at once through the copper spyglass A light telling me to lean in on the oar I start to row But before I can get anywhere From point A to point B I am at that kitchen table where I'll always be at sea Take half of half And half of that No matter where I row Little boat, big ocean Little boat big ocean With always halfway to go To go

Stay Where you are Don't come to come too close And don't go too far Ill make u count to 100 So ill have a good chance to hide Don't expect me to play fair Move in ill move even deeper inside I like you right there I like you right there Stay I hear you coming What can i do to Don't hold this druming? No turning back now That you took the breadcrumbs And i lost the way And arrows fall out of thin air If i could just find the right words to say Would you stay right there I like you right there Stay Stay Stay Stay where you are Safe in a frame Try to move closer You'll only get halfway Pin down your heart Put out the flame Don't come any close But don't move away Stay where you are Safe in a frame Try to move closer You'll only get halfway Pin down your heart Put out the flame Don't come any closer But don't move away Stay Stay Stay

Sir may I lend a hand? May I take your cane? Careful of the curb, here we go. Put away your cup, turning down the lane Listen to the squeak of the bakery cart Leaving a trail of breadcrumbs Do you hear the laugh coming from the priest? He has crinkly eyes Looking through the glass focused on the feast in the grocery window There's a display that is three melon slices deep As children walk out the door holding sweet lemon ices Sweet lemon ices Blind man: What was that? An envelope opens A cat in a hallway A filament flashes, flickers, and dies And there goes a hat Thrown in the air Thrown in the air I can feel every stranger in Paris Just waiting to collide How a heart can pull like moon as we circle each other Then crashing together We end up open wide Here where the buses stop you can find a kiosk under staples and glue Now the barbershop, now the laundromat, now we're at the metro. Adieu! Blind man: Wait! Tell me your name! Goodbye! Blind man: Goodbye. Thank you! I can see everything clearly now from here!

What do you see when the booth goes bright In the blinding light When the flash tries to find you Every photo of every face Is a time and place that you leave behind There's the girl you were There's your trip abroad There's your father's smile There's the face of God There is everything that you were and you still wanna be What do you see When the booth goes bright There's a girl from the factory And she's on your knee Though you've known her a week And you're both so shy But she makes you laugh And that photograph when she kisses your cheek There's when she said yes There's the next ten years There's the loneliness when she disappears There's the face that you still remember Though no longer Where do you go What happens when the booth goes bright Where do you go when you're out of you What's the use in trying to hide Or tearing yourself in two When you leave yourself behind Every piece becomes another clue Pull the curtain tight And adjust the seat Lean into the light Don't forget to breathe And if someday your travels should bring you to me I'll see what you see When the booth goes bright When the booth goes bright When the booth goes bright

I could stay right here And give back the boy his book But if I stay right here He'll think that I'm a nun And I am not a nun He'll think that I am chaste And I am not that chaste Or I could run away Leave his book on the shelf with the lube and the lingerie At least it's over Whatever this is, and I Really think I should wait Though it's hard to articulate why Or I Could stay right here I could shake this habit off Just stay right here and say, "Hello" And say my name Say, "Here's your book" And, "What a place" And, "Hey let's keep in touch" But then I've said too much It's hard to go unseen At least in this instance with so little distance between Me and the boy and his book and the shop and the– Wow I take a sec to get up on my feet and then– How Now it's me Just me against the door It isn't what I want Although I think I want some more But right now Now I need to go I'm not finished with the boy– I mean the book So I will hold him– hold it 'til tomorrow

They say times are hard for dreamers, But they won't be hard for me. I've saved up everything I know To take that step beyond the lawn, Keep walking 'till I see the station And then see it go. Inside the train, Out through the glass, My finger tracing, All of these towns, I've never heard of racing past... Off the train in Paris, Half a mile from Sacré-Cœur, The city's waking up for me. A sign says an apartment is vacant on the second floor And suddenly, I hold a key. I turn a lock, the rooms appear And all it takes is one more step And then I'm here! Just me, behind my door, It isn't what I have It's only what I have in store that matters now! The past can only fade And everything I'll ever need is here, This is how my world gets made. They say times are hard for dreamers, And who knows? Maybe they are. People seem stuck or lost at sea And I might be a dreamer but it has gotten me this far And that is far enough for me. Look out my window There's a view of other windows My own museum full of paintings, I look through! Where everything is clear It isn't where I am It's only where I go from here That matters now And I am not afraid! As everything I'll ever need appears, This is how my world gets made...