“Time comes in particles” someone once said and this is what I remember, this is how my brain works You got all the facts and I got all the useless details If I believe in anything I'd pray to gods of injuries to stay out of our lives, except in times like these I put ships on rails, we put ourselves on trains, you put your trust into the world, I put my hand where it's safe My words form knots, your words form figure eights I'd like to multiply horizons from the battlefields to the stage
Who will we be the next time we meet? With our cracked cuticles and our sharp teeth All things hidden in the mouth of the wolverine All things playful and mean You won't become numb, I won't stay the same If I try hard enough I can cry paper planes We'll connect the dots in the history books and you'll see the bigger picture, I'll shrink down the greater good We keep our fingers crossed all the way through the evening news I promise ankle anthems sitting drunk on the kitchen floor So let's bite our lips and grab our wrists and sing I think a storm is moving in So watch out for our favorite apocalypse
Who will we be the next time we meet? With our cracked cuticles and our sharp teeth All things hidden in the mouth of the wolverine All things hidden and mean
Can you do me a favor? Can you do me a favor? Can you give me one cent for everything that doesn't make sense? Can you do me a favor? I could be a rich woman by nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.