Everybody Looks Not Everybody Finds Lyrics

Bright lights and bent stems
I didn't know then (oh ohoh)
Today I'd be playing harp on a cloud
I'd have left
You bunked
All alone
Amigo (ow)

Everybody Looks Not Everybody Finds

Gather today
Swaying under stars
Rag paperback goodbye
To me, my friend
Sometimes we die
A little bit at a time

Everybody Looks Not Everybody Finds

Time to send this boy underground
You can see the bottom of my feet
You'll see me twisting from below
Sorry Clyde
Gotta Go
Gotta Go
Gotta Go