Jeff Tweedy
From Far Away
[Verse 1]
From outer space
I am you
At distances
You're me too
From far away
I assume
Everything
Needs less room

[Verse 2]
My ribs are turned
Like parentheses
And my lips have learned
What I don’t believe
Could I find a world just right?
Or will I always look too high?

[Verse 3]
If I die
Don't bury me
Rattle me down
Like an old machine
Take my books
And my magazines
My photographs
Of you and me
Everything
I won't need