Lyrics

Crossing, not looking
I'm no one you've heard of
Patched up like a rabbits foot
Stacked up like a picture book
Mocked up like a secret clue
Stocked up like a big-game zoo

Tossing, not turning
Just gonna speak for myself
Sprung up like a Murphy bed
Strung up like an oyster shed
Swung up like a cape in red
Stung up like badger's head

Theories of the mind
Say we share a vibe
I know I'll be alright
At the beach on your birthday

Falling, not failing
It's nothing you've heard of
Chalked up like a crime review
Cuffed up like a gambler's shoe
Scored up like a vacuum tube
Stored up like a backstage queue

Standing, not stopping
Just gonna speak for myself
Stood out like an east-side drawl
Stood on like the boards in the hall
Stood in like a late night call
Stood up like a high-land ball

Theories of divine
Say I'm no passerby
I know I'll be alright
At the beach on your birthday

Crossing, not looking
It's nothing to be scared of
Turned off like the day old news
Turned on like bulb in bloom
Turned in like the Sunday mood
Turned up like a land that shook

Theories of the light
Say there's no divide
I know I'll be alright
At the beach on your birthday