Verse: 〈Walter〉
Watching pennies, nickles, eyes
Turn into a quarter of your life
Never change or reach a dollar
Before you face the hurt and the strife
Chorus: 〈All〉
Yeah, I see it in your eyes
Swelling spirit windowpane in the currents of our times
Spiraling downriver like a ripple in the tide when the twin streams collide
Verse: 〈Walter〉
Raise your hands and reach the skies
Proclaim this is your new flaccid paradise
Always take a second pass
To reinstate the lawn from the grass
Chorus: 〈All〉
Yeah, I feel it in your hands
As it’s reaching towards the moon from a cast of battered sand
Permeating on a fetid breadcrumb, “It’s just a little fun when it’s hard to understand”
Verse: 〈Walter〉
Finding slate or fowl bones
Attached to flesh and rot, frozen dead at home
From your perched wide estate
Cut to filet waste and then thrown
Yeah it’s thrown, yeah it’s thrown
Chorus: 〈All〉
Yeah, I think it’s in the brain
As you balance the equation to pacify the pain
But it beats you to the heart as I’m mixing the solutions to seek a separate wayYou might also like
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