: Walk in silence, don't walk away in silence See the danger, always danger Endless talking, life rebuilding Don't walk away Walk in silence, don't
: Can we see the new results of this constant reverie Can we come up with new insults while we're sleeping By the pound, by the second we design ourselves
: Dog's asleep out in the yard Cat's up on the roof We're out drinking at the bar Down each others pants In the photo booth Wake me up still dark outside
: Come into vision And last Same psalm mother sung Drink from your flask And ask If anyone has a favorite And we'll sing We sing alone at the top of
: On the beach I limped and held your weary hand That windy day we slept well past noon Too busy counting every grain of sand To even have a ghost of
: Ragged pages in shades of blue Ink is bleeding from words written in 1982 They aligned themselves with you Once clear, now turning into A clouded view
: When you finally scaled the wall Thinking you had heard the siren singing What you really heard was a broken bird Making out like it's a dove When
: Big city calling, I hear the echo outside There's something so frightening in the deep western sky I wish it was simple saying goodbye Comfort me later
: I am the one you're waiting for Pour me another shot baby Don't take no shit tonight Tell these fuckers to all get lost I am the one you're waiting
: Cindy decided to leave her childhood diary under the bed She burned almost everything except for her wedding ring Because she threw that in the sea
: Are you counting those things again In hope that they get you in Pretending the wind is a breeze And letting your body freeze And if you ask yourself
Walk in silence, don't walk away in silence See the danger, always danger Endless talking, life rebuilding Don't walk away Walk in silence, don't turn
Can we see the new results of this constant reverie Can we come up with new insults while we're sleeping By the pound, by the second we design ourselves
Dog's asleep out in the yard Cat's up on the roof We're out drinking at the bar Down each others pants In the photo booth Wake me up still dark outside
On the beach I limped and held your weary hand That windy day we slept well past noon Too busy counting every grain of sand To even have a ghost of a
Come into vision And last Same psalm mother sung Drink from your flask And ask If anyone has a favorite And we'll sing We sing alone at the top of our
Ragged pages in shades of blue Ink is bleeding from words written in 1982 They aligned themselves with you Once clear, now turning into A clouded view
The car crashed but everybody was okay But that don't mean we're gonna have to stay So c'mon, I'm ready to go when you're done Let's trash this place
