Portugal. The Man - Kokhanockers

There is no place to hide Today, tomorrow, or the after life Longing for a life before between the red and blue You can stand before the people But the people don't see you Just emptiness inside a paper cup Don't pop the pink balloon Until that emptiness and nothingness feels like home No place feels safe anymore Under the rock, outside the door Waiting to be invited in When the circles whole begin again Looking through the window What violence is in store? Your happiness is hanging overhead Don't pop the pink balloon Well the cup's been dry for years Don't tip it now But you can keep on hanging on to gold and on to land You can listen to the people But the people don't see you Just emptiness inside the people Don't pop the pink balloon You can stand before the people But the people don't see you Just emptiness inside the people Don't pop the pink balloon We're holding on to gold and on to land Dry your eyes girl No more crying Believing that you're happy now "Lots of x's" Dry your eyes girl No more crying Believing that you're happy now "Lots of x's" Dry your eyes girl No more crying Believing that you're happy now "Lots of x's" Dry your eyes girl No more crying Believing that you're happy now "Lots of x's" Dry your eyes girl No more crying Believing that you're happy now "Lots of x's" Dry your eyes girl No more crying Believing that you're happy