What is unseen and all I don't know
In everyday and every tomorrow
Trying to make room to hold it all
The bird in the tree
The flowers at the mall
Hope for the best, preparing for the worst
Holding it down no matter what comes first
Been filling the house up redecorating
Knowing full well that it all has to go
My Gladys Goose lamp, the sofa and paintings
Just new things to see when I don't want to look
But in the front door with my soaking wet dog
That overpriced candle is sure smelling good
What is it I'm after, what's there to want?
Try to get cozy with things that don't add up
In the kitchen holding an empty cup
Oh, God it must be so nice to be so sure
But I am so happy with my little dog
I put fresh water into his bowl
