[drum solo] (chorus) It don’t make sense it don’t make sense, oh no! Look where we been, look where we been, oh, oh! Is it good? Can we say it’s good? Can we say so? Is it all a show or are we really learning how to grow? (verse) Like winter getting warm from the cold Melting snow into water and starting to flow. Like when the dandelions start to grow. We take a breath, and for good luck we blow. It don’t makes sense it don’t make sense, but now we have hope. (chorus) It don’t make sense it don’t make sense, oh no! Look where we been, look where we been, oh, oh! Is it good? Can we say it’s good? Can we say so? Is it all a show or are we really learning how to grow? (verse) When good things happen don’t it seem, a little too goddamn good for reality, a phantasmagoric lucid dream, Like how could this happen to me, Gotta be a catch gotta be some kind of scheme, But maybe we need to think maybe, This time it’s just meant to be, Time to open our eyes and to see, time to get back on our goddamn feet, sometimes life can be so fucking sweet (chorus) Make it make sense, make it make sense, yeah! Look where we're goin, look at what's ahead! This is good. Yeah its all good, and we can say so. It aint a show cause we're really learning how to grow. (chorus) Make it make sense, make it make sense, yeah! Look where we're goin, look at what's ahead! This is good. Yeah its all good, and we can say so. It aint a show cause we're really learning how to grow. (outro) time to get back on our goddamn feet, cause this time life is and will be so fucking sweet
