I wanna be the surgeon that cuts you open
that fixes all of life's mistakes.
I wanna be the house that you were raised in
the only place that you feel safe.
I wanna be a shower in the morning
that wakes you up and makes you clean.
I know I'm just the weather
against your window as you sleep through a winter's dream.

Someone's churning the earth.
Someone's stirring the sky
every color at once in a column of lights.
Bacteria breeds on a microscope slide.
The worm in my heart's the apple of your eye.
Don't adore what is impossible.
We have built this ship in a wine bottle,
but if you knew how it worked...
We'd have to grow old.

Someone's eating at you
wakes you up in the night.
If you're digging the past,
who knows what you'll find.
Read the newspaper print off the microfiche slide,
and you're holding your breath
for the rest of your life.
Don't you love what is intangible.
I have built this ship in a wine bottle,
but if you knew who I was...
You would never grow old.