Stadium Arcadium
Bells around St. PetersburgWhen I saw you
I hope I get what you deserveAnd this is where I find
Smoke surrounds your perfect faceAnd I’m falling
Pushing a broom out into spaceAnd this is where I find a way
The stadium arcadiumA mirror to the moonI’m forming I’m warmingState of the artUntil the clouds come crashing
Stranger things have happenedBoth before and after noonI’m forming I’m warmingPushing myselfAnd no I don’t mind askingNow
Alone inside my forest roomAnd it’s storming
I never thought I’d be in bloomBut this is where I start
Derelict days and the stereo playsFor the all night crowdThat it cannot phaseAnd I’m calling
Tedious weeds that the media breedsBut the animal gets what the animal needsAnd I’m sorry
And this is where I find
Rays of dust that wrap aroundYour citizen
Kind enough to disavowAnd this is where I stand.