Cut the Quick

It's all right when you're coming undone I feel my heart skipping like a stone on the sun Just when I thought I tried every trick in the book I see my premonition by hook or by crook And I said it's all fine My soul is just giving a try You can't tell me that's just how it should be Now let me go to sleep underneath that oak tree When I look up at the stars I can't think complete thoughts Now filled with paranoia and I'm back at the start So catch up Sometimes I feel like I'm looking at you Oh no The flower's blooming I see it in view Oh no Sometimes I feel like I'm looking at you Oh no The flower's blooming I'm feeling like I got you to see it La la la la la, la-la-la-la La la la la la, la-la-la-la All that's left to do is just give it a try It feels like I was sleeping on a bed of lies Now catch up Sometimes I feel like I'm looking at you Oh no The flower's blooming I see it in view Oh no Sometimes I feel like I'm looking at you Oh no The flower's blooming I'm feeling like I got you to see it Sleeping this off I got a picture of you And this is cutting at the quick now And that is nothing new I guess you can be turned around I'm sleeping this off I got a picture of you And this is cutting at the quick now And that is nothing new I guess you can be turned around I'm sleeping this off I got a picture of you And this is cutting at the quick now And that is nothing new I guess you can be turned around La la la la la, la-la-la-la La la la la la, la-la-la-la La la la la la, la-la-la-la La la la la la, la-la-la-la