He wakes up again, turns on the radio and then
He's in a snow globe, dancing to static in the sand
Waiting for something to happen
He's getting stoned again, man, pictures himself in a band
Lost in the smoke like flowers are floating in his hands
Waiting for something to happen
Pack it tight, all the sadness
Every night he bottles it up like a blush boy
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He combs his hair down, he's trying a new style
It's been a while, but he's hoping somebody will notice
Living a little out of focus
He's tried the Internet, but it's as good as it gets
He grabs a cigarette, he's spinning some old Patty Griffin
And maybe he'll travel to Berlin
Pack it tight, all the sadness
Every night he bottles it up like a blush boy
Like a blush boy
And when it's right, all the sadness turns to light
He'll watch it explode, he's a blush boy
He's a blush boy
He don't know, he don't know
He don't know where he's going
Let it go, let it go
He don't know how to show it
All alone, all alone
He don't know where he's going
(He don't know, he don't know)
(He don't know where he's going)
(Let it go, let it go)
(He don't know how to show it)
Pack it tight, all the sadness
Every night he bottles it up like a blush boy
Like a blush boy
And when it's right, all the sadness turns to light
He'll watch it explode, he's a blush boy
He's a blush boy
He's a blush boy
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