You know a lot can happen after everybody falls asleep

Ask the forest fire, ask the cop walking on the beat

And do right by them, work a little in your dreams

Don't let time rob you, hold onto your memories In the glass houses, in the pages of the Rolling Stone

I get a sick feeling like I'm rocking in a little boat

I hear the big church bell, it's ringing like a mobile phone

It's such a long Sunday drive to be taken it all alone I wanna belong to a reason and cut a new key to the kingdom

And if anybody asks me say I wanna belong

If anybody asks me say sure it won't take long now

If anybody asks me say I'm gonna get it done

If anybody asks me say I've gotta reason In the last hard drive, in the satellites that kick and spin

They keep the old footage so everything can live again

Pretty pink roses, the ostrich and the elephant

It's the last Noah's ark so everything's gotta fit In the creased pages of the letter I've been trying to send

To a young widow who is desperate for some kind of friend

You'll find a long list of eligible handsome men

Who wanna lay with her upon the table of the elements They're gonna hold strong to a reason and cut a new key to the kingdom

And if anybody asks you say they're gonna belong

If anybody asks you say sure it won't take long now

If anybody asks you say, man I'm tryin' to get it done

If anybody asks you say I've gotta reason