700 Ft. Ceiling

Let's go to the park
Let's go watch 'em floodin'
Out there after dark
Don't have to think of nothin'
And I love that for
For the way I'm feeling
700 foot
700 foot ceiling

Let's take it to the top
Of the tobacco nation
We can aim the dish
For hardcore invitations
And I hate that for
For the things I'm thinking
When the clouds are low
700 and sinking

It's part hard, and hard to remember
It's part hard to say
Parts unknown, unknown forever
And those parts fade away
But leanings toward
Toward a full-stop's
All I hear you say

One foot on the stump
The other's on the pulpit
700 foot
700 foot pulpit

And I love that for
For the way I'm feeling
700 foot
700 foot ceiling

In our own backyard
We can do some floodin'
When it's cold and dark
Don't have to think or nothin'
Don't have to think or nothin'