I wanna give you something but I don't know what it is
It makes no sense to me so how could it make sense to you?
We're scaffolding this pipe dream, we're dreaming up the missing scenes
We're constructing a new wing to this building while the rest is falling apart
Days they just pass and nothing seems to last
I really need to rest I've got too much on my chest
Worst of all there's been a hailstorm tonight and I'm wading blindly through the attic
No power no light, I wanna call you but I can't
Strapped into a seat, constricted by a need
Longing for harmony and that stupid eulogy
Days they just pass and nothing seems to last
I really need to rest I've got too much on my chest
We're sitting on a wall of dry stone spitting cherry stones into the sun
We're hurling words into the dirt till we cannot spot the ground below
Starring at the screen, constant silent scream
Longing for escape, before it gets too late
Too many sobs to stop the drops, too many snouts too feed
You spend all day crawling out of your skinat night you're too cold to sleep
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I wanna give you something but I don't know what it is
It makes no sense to me so how could it make sense to you?
We're scaffolding this pipe dream, we're dreaming up the missing scenes
We're constructing a new wing to this building while the rest is falling apart
Days they just pass and nothing seems to last
I really need to rest I've got too much on my chest
Worst of all there's been a hailstorm tonight and I'm wading blindly through the attic
No power no light, I wanna call you but I can't
Strapped into a seat, constricted by a need
Longing for harmony and that stupid eulogy
Days they just pass and nothing seems to last
I really need to rest I've got too much on my chest
We're sitting on a wall of dry stone spitting cherry stones into the sun
We're hurling words into the dirt till we cannot spot the ground below
Starring at the screen, constant silent scream
Longing for escape, before it gets too late
Too many sobs to stop the drops, too many snouts too feed
You spend all day crawling out of your skinat night you're too cold to sleep
It makes no sense to me so how could it make sense to you?
We're scaffolding this pipe dream, we're dreaming up the missing scenes
We're constructing a new wing to this building while the rest is falling apart
Days they just pass and nothing seems to last
I really need to rest I've got too much on my chest
Worst of all there's been a hailstorm tonight and I'm wading blindly through the attic
No power no light, I wanna call you but I can't
Strapped into a seat, constricted by a need
Longing for harmony and that stupid eulogy
Days they just pass and nothing seems to last
I really need to rest I've got too much on my chest
We're sitting on a wall of dry stone spitting cherry stones into the sun
We're hurling words into the dirt till we cannot spot the ground below
Starring at the screen, constant silent scream
Longing for escape, before it gets too late
Too many sobs to stop the drops, too many snouts too feed
You spend all day crawling out of your skinat night you're too cold to sleep
Writer: Arlo Everling
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