Goose
I could keep pushing through some faded light
Hoping to trip upon some romantic dreams
There you were a kite where the string's too long
Maybe it’s time to cut you loose

There you go running through a starless night
Clouds are rumbling over like a dead stampede
You could follow their lines when the wind was strong
Baby I'm tired of chasing after you

Then I could keep pushing through some faded light
Hoping to trip upon some romantic dreams
There I was a kite where the string's too long
Baby it’s time to cut me loose

Then I could be a goose...