Grown Ups
Wildlife
snow fell upon your houseI hope it covers the earth, hope it blocks the sun outand I'll sleep and dream about the last time that I wasn't so tiredman, everyone moves so fastas dust begins to build across the window sillthe light it bends and it refractsit ushers the dawn through the blinds emphasizing the factthat today is run-off and rainforever coming and going down some other fucking drain(I heard you're in between jobs, you're in between beds,you're in between saviors)we're lost in the passing of time we're hung out to dryI couldn't feel more indifferentthe pilot light is outI'm having my doubtsthere's no escaping the basement
From Letras Mania