I, I'm a wall of sand and stone
And you, you're some kind of ivy
I'm trying to hold
As best as I can
As best as I can

But I'm a disaster
I could not be burning faster
I stick my arms into webs

I take my meals with wheels
And play with my rocket ships
And all the while you

You are so composed
So composed
So composed

You are the most gracious thing I know
Touched by cooking fires
Touched by snow

And I'll put my rockets away
(I think you're fantastic)
And I, I'll put my rockets away
(I know that you care)

I'll put my rockets away
(And you)
I'll put my rockets away
(Are a house of skin and hair)

I've been running off of fumes again
I've been running off my mouth
I've been running in the hours
Between midnight and dawn

In the direction of the moon
With the impression that's the way
The way to find your house

So hey, I will build your bastion
And hey, how long can you put up
With these questions
When you got nowhere to go
Except into the terrible air?

And I, I'll put my rockets away
(I think you're fantastic)
And I, I'll put my rockets away
(I know that you care)

I'll put my rockets away
(And you)
I'll put my rockets away
(Are a house of skin and hair)

Erring on the side of caution apparently past
Come down from the rim of that crystal glass

'Cause I, I'm a wall of sand and stone
And you, you're some kind of ivy
I'm trying to hold
As best as I can