Muzzle Of Bees Lyrics - Wilco

There's a random painted highway 

And a muzzle of bees 

My sleeves have come unstitched 

From climbing your tree 

And dogs laugh, some say they're barking 

I don't think they're mean 

Some people get so frightened 

Of the fences in between 

And the sun gets passed from tree to tree 

Silently, and back to me 

With the breeze blown through 

Pushed up against the sea 

Finally back to me 

I'm assuming you got my message 

On your machine 

I'm assuming you love me 

And you know what that means 

Sun gets passed, sea to sea 

Silently, and back to me 

With the breeze blown through 

Pushed up above the leaves 

With the breeze blown through 

My head upon your knee 

Half of it's you, half is me 

Half of it's you, half is me