I stood up, headed for the door
Made my way across the dirty floor
Past the rows of gray and black
Promising not to come back

One or two hundred birds watch me
Cock their heads and fly off silently
You’re a dream I can’t reject
I don’t know what to expect

Well, it’s precedence day - I do declare
Either I move now or go nowhere
Nothing in my way
This precedence day

A thousand miles and as much money, too
All the while I can imagine you
Past the roses red and green
You’re the best part of this scene

“It’s precedence day,” I cry out loud
And your eyes meet mine from across the crowd
You’re not sure what to say
This precedence day

In the sky, blue drizzled with white
Birds drift by, filling up our sight
Never seemed to make much sense
For you to stay in the past tense

But this precedence day has brought you near
Draw a line in the sand and start from here
Problems, come they may
Keep them all at bay
‘Cause things turned out okay
On precedence day

From:  Cracks on the Eggshell, Spots on the Sun
Released:  February, 2002