My schedule is empty
It's clouding my vision
Take the train without payment
Where I read novels and nod off a bit
In fiction like quick dreams
The surreal can be ugly
A shadow you recognize
Metaphor, plot device
I wake up to the station lights
Visions of wasted days
Saltwater baptized
Confide and sunbathe
Sun cuts your raw face
A spoonful of honey
A warm shrine of sleep
I nurse my tobacco
I cough into my sheets
Jesus won't save you
He ain't a physician
Just make time for dancing
Listen to Otis in the kitchen
I recycle the trash in my mind
Visions of wasted days
Saltwater baptized
Confide and sunbathe
Sun cuts your raw face
Birds on a wire
The bells dripping through
A repetitive prayer
May I have nothing to do
Bridal Party - Saltwater Lyrics
Bridal Party - Saltwater Lyrics
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My schedule is empty
It's clouding my vision
Take the train without payment
Where I read novels and nod off a bit
In fiction like quick dreams
The surreal can be ugly
A shadow you recognize
Metaphor, plot device
I wake up to the station lights
Visions of wasted days
Saltwater baptized
Confide and sunbathe
Sun cuts your raw face
A spoonful of honey
A warm shrine of sleep
I nurse my tobacco
I cough into my sheets
Jesus won't save you
He ain't a physician
Just make time for dancing
Listen to Otis in the kitchen
I recycle the trash in my mind
Visions of wasted days
Saltwater baptized
Confide and sunbathe
Sun cuts your raw face
Birds on a wire
The bells dripping through
A repetitive prayer
May I have nothing to do
It's clouding my vision
Take the train without payment
Where I read novels and nod off a bit
In fiction like quick dreams
The surreal can be ugly
A shadow you recognize
Metaphor, plot device
I wake up to the station lights
Visions of wasted days
Saltwater baptized
Confide and sunbathe
Sun cuts your raw face
A spoonful of honey
A warm shrine of sleep
I nurse my tobacco
I cough into my sheets
Jesus won't save you
He ain't a physician
Just make time for dancing
Listen to Otis in the kitchen
I recycle the trash in my mind
Visions of wasted days
Saltwater baptized
Confide and sunbathe
Sun cuts your raw face
Birds on a wire
The bells dripping through
A repetitive prayer
May I have nothing to do
Writer: Adrian Heim, Jordan Clairmont, Joseph Leroux, Lee Gauthier, Sean Kennedy, Suzannah Raudaschl
Copyright: Lyrics © Distrokid
Copyright: Lyrics © Distrokid