Conversation
Pan back to the cameraman slowly
And if you're able
Whisper my line back to me
Low budget light show
Dropped eyes like tears on the idol
Fail to mention
More direct when I tell you
You could be forgiven
My taste is avant-poor
Conversation
What are you waiting for?
Take a beat while
I wait on bended knee
Sundown on the sights to see
But they come so regularly
No one could count them out
Last fall in Beacon rags
Your parents made me laugh
But that won't cut it now
Reset in the afternoon
Come on let's make it through
Shadows don't start out long
Conversation
Pan back to the cameraman slowly
Let's try another
Cut ties if you come up empty
You could be forgiven
All taste is avant poor
In winter revision
We wait to cross the street
The rain was driven
And we caught some cold creeps
Conversation
What are you waiting for?
A main attraction
Someone to do it for you
Lights down on the sights to see
The sun sets so suddenly
It just goes on and off
Last week in Catherine rags
Your sister heard me brag
Told me to cut it out
Hear static, freak at night
Come on, let's make it right
Shadows don't start out long
Here counting crooked hours
Come on, let's make it ours
Shadows don't start out long