Well, I sold my soul to a made up man And I put a lien on some made up land And I cried, cuz It's my fault Am I worth my salt? Guess it's time To join the world of forms This life is not my own This man just walks in my clothes Well, I had a jumping castle full of great ideas And I saw the world as a pangaea But I'm shy, and I'm not smart But I have a heart It's just not mine It's in the world of forms This life is not my own This man just walks in my clothes Alright?!?! Your soul may be gold, but I know you can't take it alone Well, It's summer, I know, but my nose and my throat And my ears give me fears of not staying afloat on the boat While the soldiers and brewing the folgers and beers And the years that are making us older I know