am a collector,
I lay my head away
in what the ancients made
I go back to catch myself up
In a colossal arc to curve the motor parts
And I don't know what's better
You're sewing up,
you're crazy,
you're lying, you're super days
I cut the waves to keep my head up
I couldn't stitch the bend,
so awful pertinent
Stack of loose -leaning narratives
I don't care what state you're in
Stack of loose -leaning narratives
I don't care what state you're in
I don't think anyone else
here is needed
I put the waltzing haunts on the shelf
And nearly buried my health
You knew as well as anyone else
I wasn't asking for help
I let the orphans fall by the side
In my mean fit of pride
And you're so accurate, my ally
But I feel funny inside
Just thinkin' maybe if I watch the sea
Long enough I could pick it up
Or even maybe if you turn to me
Long enough I could be enough
I'm sick of you sleeping under leaves
I don't care what state you're in
I'm sick of you sleeping under leaves
I don't care what the state's doing
I don't think anyone will see
There no hope
No hope
No hope hope
I used to tell them it fake
Just an honest mistake
Just our agrarian seduction
to the next place
You think we'd be okay
And maybe fill the space
And maybe then be even less
afraid of earthquakes
And if the buildings age
We'll tell them all the same
That we'll com memorate the good ones
by a good name
And if it's all the same
Well, us'll probably waste away,
away, away, away, away
We're darling bricks and stones
and make our home
If we were anyone, anyone else
Hey, darling bricks and stones
and make our home
If we were anyone, anyone else
Hey, darling bricks and stones
and make our home
If we were anyone, anyone else
A dollar bricks installed
to make a home
If we were anyone, anyone
You started guessing if
I had been landing
But right to question all
the time I'm spending
I was picking up and then
I saw the auction
I wasn't mad enough
for constant motion
I shouldn't only be the first to notice
That I was trying to get back my focus
Oh, oh, oh,
oh, oh,