The Ceiling کے بول

Wood burnin' up on the hill Cedar drawer full of pills, and it's quiet Like snow through the tree And I did what I did And I didn't mean anything Where you come from and where you go Who you talk to and who you know When you're lying in fields of green Well I did what I did And I didn’t mean anything The sunrise, dry eyes, red morning Smoke stacks, old hats, I'm still learning I don't know how I got this far down Where's the ceiling? Her eyes are wide open right out of her head 'Cause she's cleared of a crime that she could not commit Well I did what I did And I’d do it all over again I remember everything Little girl learning to sing 'cause she's crying all over me Well I did what I did, and I didn't mean anything Her eyes are wide open right out of her head 'Cause she's cleared of a crime that she could not commit Well I did what I did And I’d do it all over again We should be easy