Testo di Making Gestures

I'm making a coat out of all the youth in the parking lot They're so cool, they look chic With their hair in their eyes Hair in their eye Somebody gotta be reckoned with Reason's out the window And everyone's writin' letters to ex-lovers, I don't know There are animals in my head, in my head There are objects fallin' from the sky And it's not rain No, it's not rain Oh, it's not rain The children in the playground are laughin' 'Cause everythin' around them is so brand new It's so brand new, so brand new Now they're passin' notes in the classroom about their feelings Now they're passin' notes but their teacher knows There are animals in my head, in my head But there are objects fallin' from the sky And it's not snow No, it's not snow Whoah-oh, it's not snow All these people they got their minds made up and nobody's ever gonna take 'em All these people they got their heads right up and nobody's ever gonna forsake 'em All these people they got their notions built up and nobody's ever gonna deceive 'em And death will be the only thing to break 'em I'm making gestures and implicating and counteracting And everyone nods in understanding as if I actually make sense, actually make sense Now it's just me and you, everything is perfect I should strike up a conversation But I'm too afraid Now it's just me and you, everything is perfect I should say somethin' or make a move But I'm too afraid No, I'm too afraid Oh, I'm too afraid