King Kong Hand

There's a satellite dish bolted on the house next door
 It's not even hooked up the cord's just dangling
 You've seen this before
 All that information I just can't hold on to it
 My mind is not a sieve my mind's a conduit
 Small electric waves surround all living things
 Some call it a halo or an aura
 It's just the feeling when I'm singing
 How am I to know when anything is right
 When I'm barreling through this world running every red light?
 And how am I to know what you say is what you mean
 When I'm barreling through this world of forest evergreen?
 Baby baby baby don't give up on us
 Let's grow old together
 I've got a plant it's leaves all brown around the edges
 And a couch that came with me from New York
 That I call King Kong Hand
 No Robert Frost my rhyme's too janky
 No Jack and Coke on the rocks
 No Christmas card from Bansky
 Show me the way to stop all this buffering
 From the traps we set by mistake
 When we were young and we were suffering
 Cause love is not the thing that's staring back at you
 From a mirror or a lake or a mini van rearview
 No love is not the thing that warms you when you're cold
 Love is killing us all slowly if we're lucky to grow old
 Baby baby baby don't give up on me
 It's only getting better
 Where are the Blue Hills? where is my desire?
 To climb into that hole where I buried a child
 To dive into the fire lake as deep as I can go
 And stare up at the sky above me through the murky green below
 Way out on the 10 I catch the undertow
 And let it pull me for a while till I run out of road
 How am I to know when I'm supposed to stop
 Or maybe just hit pause and take it from the top
 And how am I to know what's best for my family
 I work hard I make money I can get what I need
 But I still want this for free
 Baby baby baby don't give up on us
 Let's grow old together