and the moon won't turn no matter how hard i stare and the dead won't rise no matter how much i love surprises the couch won't walk and the windows will never talk and the moon won't turn gravity keeps me from flying to you and the world won't wait don't bother to check the time and the streets won't burn no matter how fast we take the turns and I can't stop time the reluctance is in the rhyme and the moon won't turn gravity keeps me from flying to you gravity keeps me from doing most of the the things i'd like to do in my head we should be falling so we walk back up to the beginning and we do it again in my bed sometimes i feel like falling but it's feet over head six feet over my head