Cut my head on broken progress Cut my hands while building castle walls Nobody dies before they sleep So fluff your pillow baby Squeeky wheels with abject
sound So find the pieces And build another one We always need it Because it's never done It's all great I can't breathe anymore Still awake When my face
In my dream you were on a table With an incision in your belly I reached my hands inside you But in there you were empty I searched through your body
The castle has fallen The birds have left their nest The government is getting wasted And the people locked everything else The diagram is faulty
fiddle And the kids erase the city line I always want to thank them I always want to thank them The riddles in the clouds say the birds are going south Till the weather changes face
when i was just a boy still owl-eyed i liked to drink the rain to taste the sky i tried to count the stars while in my bed to keep the thoughts of monsters
some meaning And let me know about whatever you find I stand in place and watch the world move around me With a smile on my face Seems everyone just
an optimist So when life gives me lemons I throw them at cars A place to hang your hat, a better window Dressing from the soul My face inside of makeup
But I'm too scared to look, So I curl up beneath the window And I pray they won't find me And I pray that I'll keep still I see your face in
and crooked a hiccup in the sound is like a smudge on the tv like a crick in your neck like mistakes that you never regret it's the look upon your face
clouds The chimneys' mouths spewing smoke around And I can't stop coughing My lungs just won't calm down But still I keep grinning As the blood from my face
You, beneath the bed, I know all your tricks I've seen you watching I've seen you drifting away Seen you falling along I've seen you disappear
One, two, three; one, two, three... I left my home on hollow bones While you were curled and sleeping And I wandered far beneath the concrete star
TV sets on fire, I sit and watch the flames, As the laugh tracks come tickle, Our hairs. There's car parks in the yard, Let's hang them from the rafters
So it starts with some blood and a picture frame You got our teeths, got our mouths Got our hearts, got our backbones "Boken legs never wander" is what
I wanna write some music I wanna write a book I wanna make some movies I wanna learn to cook I wanna fall in love I want a lot of kids I wanna see the
