[Verse 1]
Spiders are singing in the salty breeze
Spiders are filling out tax returns
Spinning out webs of deductions and melodies
On a private beach in Michigan

[Verse 2]
Why can't we wish their kisses good
Why do they miss when their kisses should
Fly like winging birds fighting for the keys
On a private beach in Michigan

[Chorus 1]
This recent rash of kidsmoke
All these telescopic poems
It's good to be alone

[Verse 3]
Why can't they say what they want
Why can't they just say what they need
Come clean, listen and talk
Hello private caller, I.D. blocked

[Verse 4]
The sun will rise, we'll climb into cars
The future has a valley and a shortcut around
Who will wear the crown of drowning award
Hold a private light on the Michigan shore
[Chorus 2]
Fool me with a kiss of kidsmoke
From a microscopic home
It's good to be alone

[Bridge]
I'll be in my bed
You can be the stone
That raises from the dead
And carries us all home
There's no blood on my hands
I just do as I am told