Pull our pockets inside out Our hips have grown wings With a block and tackle or dumbwaiter We'll hoist ourselves up with strings And if someone were to pull and tug It would only make us fly And once our pockets think they're wings We're guaranteed to fly We'll flutter for change Collecting strangers But they'll all look the same So let's float away for good The fighters aren't fighting They're just dancing round the ring And so their butterflies have been let off They're in the alley, down the street They're rallying in cardboard boxes They're trying to fight the rain They're trusting their caterpillar instincts That they'll soon be flown away They'll flutter for change And warm up their wings Cause today is only today Soon they'll float away for good And I remember everything So I'll remember everything And I remember everything So I'll remember everything