It’s funny to think about potato farmers and their wives

How hardcore dancers will never see the future with 

Where him and that girl with the mixed signals may

Not be, who you learned best friend love from is never 

To be a friend again

Look back at the lake house, the waves of the reservoir 

Have set, their intimidation was always too much for me

To struggle along them for so long was useless, their 

Judging tides caught me in the end 

We sat around the piano amongst those family and friends

Dressed for success as I sat quietly in the corner watching 

The proof of my unworthiness elegantly move its fingers 

Across the keys, but no one had seen what else those hands

Had committed

Set back in a twilight zone episode so far in the past even 

The rerun tapes are starting to fade, I’ve seen it all for 

Myself but cant get over the fact that my sight has been 

Left where it stood only a year ago 

The sound plays in the background but I cant put my 

Finger on what exactly it was, im too poor to afford a 

Ring and when I save up the price I paid may end up 

Costing more than I bargained for, the ego of a compliment

For a moments affection, to be fed or to die to him 

The road it has brought me where horror movies aren’t 

Good enough and the man in the café holding the guitar

And saying your name is enough for us to fight, well it 

Tells me why I took the last exit toward something new 

The bridge through the Hudson has brought me to being 

A man growing in the valley God planted me and I see 

Something new from life, and that thought has become 

a lot less of a process

Learning life in a ballet staring tall far away confusion 

A kid who never knew who he really was and the sound

Of your belief being sharpened because we went ahead 

And started out without understating our manual 

I have been brought here, she is behind and love is 

Starting new, spiritual emphasis is no tide and new Lakes 

have come to surround the noise of shaky reservoirs

The two steeping has come to a close and I have bid 

My audience an involuntary but for the best goodbye,

The show ended and the tour has started new in ways

I never expected, but that’s to show what is grown from

Irish Potato farmers and their greedy wives.