St Andrew S Fall lyrics

Big stretch and not much sleep
I got a couple of palm trees on each
side of my cheek
And it`s a bright blue Saturday
And the rummage sells the rubbish to me
But if I could buy the sky that`s
hangin`
Over this bed of mine
If I could climb these vines
And maybe see what you`re seein`
If you were standin` on the corner
starin` straight
Into the eyes of Jesus Christ
One porch, one dog, one cockroach only
one way to be
I got sewage fruit and it`s
growing out back from roots
I don`t know if they belong
to me
But if I could buy the sky
that`s hangin`
Over this bed of mine
And if I could climb these vines
and maybe see what you`re seein`
Sittin` at the edge of this
building,
Twenty stories below, a` twenty
stories below
Twenty stories below
Twenty stories below
I can`t tell you how many ways
that I`ve sat,
And viewed my life today, but I
can tell you
I don`t think that I can find
an easier way
So if i see you walking hand in
hand in hand
With a three armed man, you know
I`ll understand
But you should have been in my
shoes yesterday
You should have been in my shoes
yesterday