Coyotes tiptoe in the snow after dark At home with the ghosts in the national parks Mankind's behavin' like some serial killer Giant ol' monsters afraid of the sharks And we're in love with all of it And we say, "What can we sing?" Walking with ghosts in the national parks Coyotes tiptoe in the snow after dark And we're in love with all of it And we say, "What can we sing?" Another branch on the timber-bound tree Birds flying low, looking downwards to feed Mankind's behavin' like some serial killers Giant ol' monsters, afraid of the sharks And we're in love with all of it And we say, "What can we sing?" And we say, "We're in love with all of it" And we say, "We're in love with everything" And we say, "What can we sing?" And we say, "We're in love with all of it" And we say, "We're in love with everything" And we say, "What can we sing?" And we say, "We're in love with all of it" And we say, "We're in love with everything" And we lie; love to lie