Movies are a way of deferring your now
Though it seems like you're working on yourself somehow
Hawthorn boughs and communion bread
Moonlit miles in your snowbound bed
Every place you create or remember is an antidote for what you would like to deny
The ones you love are too far away
And one day, you'll die
A story is a way of correcting the truth
It says more about you now than it explains about your youth
Whatever might have happened then
The words you choose now can amend
Every time you tell it differently something new begins to happen behind you in time
And it changes the present
And you change your mind
Stir up a cloud of fiction and settle in
The slightest hint of friction, and it's relocation again
Anything to keep you distracted
I just want a distraction, so I can move on
Anything to keep you distracted
I just want a distraction, until I'm gone
I wonder if I'm really a person at all
I really haven't done that much and there's no one to call
The ones I cared for most are done
Believing that I'm anyone
And I wonder if I'll ever be enough for me to leave me alone when I'm tired
If I'm really in charge of myself
I'm fired
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Movies are a way of deferring your now
Though it seems like you're working on yourself somehow
Hawthorn boughs and communion bread
Moonlit miles in your snowbound bed
Every place you create or remember is an antidote for what you would like to deny
The ones you love are too far away
And one day, you'll die
A story is a way of correcting the truth
It says more about you now than it explains about your youth
Whatever might have happened then
The words you choose now can amend
Every time you tell it differently something new begins to happen behind you in time
And it changes the present
And you change your mind
Stir up a cloud of fiction and settle in
The slightest hint of friction, and it's relocation again
Anything to keep you distracted
I just want a distraction, so I can move on
Anything to keep you distracted
I just want a distraction, until I'm gone
I wonder if I'm really a person at all
I really haven't done that much and there's no one to call
The ones I cared for most are done
Believing that I'm anyone
And I wonder if I'll ever be enough for me to leave me alone when I'm tired
If I'm really in charge of myself
I'm fired
Though it seems like you're working on yourself somehow
Hawthorn boughs and communion bread
Moonlit miles in your snowbound bed
Every place you create or remember is an antidote for what you would like to deny
The ones you love are too far away
And one day, you'll die
A story is a way of correcting the truth
It says more about you now than it explains about your youth
Whatever might have happened then
The words you choose now can amend
Every time you tell it differently something new begins to happen behind you in time
And it changes the present
And you change your mind
Stir up a cloud of fiction and settle in
The slightest hint of friction, and it's relocation again
Anything to keep you distracted
I just want a distraction, so I can move on
Anything to keep you distracted
I just want a distraction, until I'm gone
I wonder if I'm really a person at all
I really haven't done that much and there's no one to call
The ones I cared for most are done
Believing that I'm anyone
And I wonder if I'll ever be enough for me to leave me alone when I'm tired
If I'm really in charge of myself
I'm fired
Writer: Joshua Enos
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