Late at night cloudy light will creep over my old house

And the chair, where I once sat, someone new is there,

and he'll stare at that wall, and we're all

Parts of an alphabet

Spell new words in new spots we're at

And the big blue boat drifts around in the dark

When you feel like a jerk does it make you confused?

Like how could you become as awesome as you are

and still feel like a loser?

When you feel ugly and petty

Awkward and unsteady

Just try not to forget there's so many people who've liked you

I hope that the art school enjoys your big drawing of Rouen

We've all got good things to do and it's good when we do them

From Austin to Brooklyn

They're all smart and good lookin'

We're all parts of an alphabet

Spell new words with new folks we met

And the big blue boat drifts around in the dark

And the big blue boat drifts around in the dark

And they say that we'll drift for a while

till we die and the sun it's a spiral it's a combination lock

And I'm just hoping that I'll get it all in

and that these joys and frustrations are just turns in the combination