You've been looking for a house to hide your mind in
The earth keeps spinning your ideas south
Your head's been full of thoughts for way too long now
I wish I could help you somehow

The weather changes way too fast now
Little squirrel is preparing for the winter in July
The dreams are waiting on the other line
But you're too sad to do anything

Things start falling off the ground, your ghost will fight what you have found
While lying in the sun your thoughts will run straight through the ground
Makes you wonder if your thoughts are trying to accomplish too much more
That you always overthinking everything traps you in time

The stars shining down are more than (now?)
And beauty in the night strikes you (down?)
I tried holding onto your thoughts (for you?)
But nothing holds better nights