Weed Science - Grown Ups

I had a hunch I might have dropped my conscious,

In an unfamiliar yard, it’s funny how things fall apart.

I’m laughing.

It’s in the air you breathe in, believe it.

We’re subject to change.

I’m not sure what we’ve been after.

I’m scared of change, what scares me worse is that you’ll go and do it first.

I’m in no hurry

(I know when I’m needed and when I’m defeated)

To want or worry

(I know when I’m needed and when I’m defeated)

Move, pack, nothing stays,

Head towards the coast,

Count down the days.

Bury me in your passenger seat.

I’ve come to know the going’s slow.

Getting sick and getting lost in Chicago.

I’m just trying to use the time I’m given.

We’re just trying to use the time we’re given.

I’ve found the answer to living faster is to move,

Straight towards disaster beyond the dashboard, out of view.

I’m in no hurry

(I know when I’m needed and when I’m defeated)

To want or worry

(I know when I’m needed and when I’m defeated)

And if our hearts should turn to shit

(I know when I’m needed and when I’m defeated)

We’ll always find some way to hide it