music for the train

i know that i've been too tough on you but i
i'm learning something new inside
if i told you i was one then i lied
separate my heart my body and my mind

there is no me, from what i can see
there is no me, except for you and me

i don't ever wanna try to define
the way things come to me inside
i don't ever wanna try to describe
everything that's left inside me left inside

there is no me, from what i can see
there is no me, except for you and me

except for you and me

if you think that i don't see the sadness behind your eyes, then I'll give rebirth to the pain that you hoped would die. take a seedless grape from the gods you don't believe in. a soft sweet ball of hope to help you forget your reasons. forget your reason.

i'm the devil that corrupted your children
your days are tired of the tears that fill them
i'm the devil that saved the world

you tasted me once but you haven't tried any since. you say it's because you're not easily convinced. well how easily could I convince you to take the mirrors of your wall? 'cause when reflection is rejection you never learn to fall. you better learn to fall.

i'm the devil that corrupted your children
your days are tired of the tears that fill them
i'm the devil that saved the world

i'm the devil

i've seen you so many times but still i'm searching for you

it's 8am and i already know the truth
i'm all alone and i'm lying next to you
you wake up 'cause you got things to do
why do i feel like i'm always searching for you?

i've seen you so many times but still i'm searching for you

sometimes i feel like i'm god invisible
like i provide the air your breathe but i'm not real
you're the sunset i'm seeking when i travel
i wanna feel just how you feel in different places

i've seen you so many times but still i'm searching for you

god invisible

i'm at the top of a mountain taking pictures of all the beautiful things
we could meet at the fountain, I could tell you why I try to sing
still I can't escape my ego
still I wanna be your hero
I could save you from yourself but my heart's just not in it
I guess you like me so I'll stick around for another couple of minutes
still I can't escape my ego
still I wanna be your hero

mountain

we built a monument to ourselves as if we could break the spell of time. and oh, i might dream past my death bed. but this life is never forever mine, so leave no flowers by my stone, and don't even leave me a stone. just never leave me alone.

so leave no flowers by my stone but don't let me die alone. will you be there to burn my bones?

can you spread me across the separation as we bend the shape of space? i might wake up in a constellation in the shape of your face. my mind is a microclimate of all that is really me. and i think your mind is made of diamonds, but how sure could i really be? when skin and flesh they burn so easily.

so leave no flowers by my stone but don't let me die alone. will you be there to burn my bones?

leave no flowers

i feel electrified when i see hearts denied
so i'm learning to hide from the growing divide

capitalist drones form american pride
making art out of weapons making art out of lies

they study your body give you sugar and rhythm
as long as you to listen to the broadcast religion

they study your mind and they're keepin you dreaming
of having it all just don't stop believin'

if the snow never melted
would we call it spring?

shower us with praise when we become better slaves
fashion keeps us straight and the cloud keeps us in caves

going to the states so I guess I better shave
or I just might end up in an unmarked grave

living my life under flourescent light
when i start flipping swiches then i feel alright

but never as good as that window in time
when the universe aligns and provides the sunlight

i'm living one twelfth
of a natural life

one twelfth

i had to lock my window 'cause you were trying to force your way in. last night i was obsessed 'cause you slept in your nicest dress. your face red with poison, just like every night last night was a mess.

maybe we're just trying to evolve. we're forcing all the pieces to fit. we don't need answers or questions, 'cause your god was so selfish if he taught me to love. a paintbrush in his hand, a canvas and mirror that he used to create man.

the more we chase love, the more we need love.

chase love

it's too late to tear it down, but can we find our way back into the ground?

we're all born with statues of I. the industrious they want us
to build em to the sky. but i've seen true love on the street, but
it's only ever perfect when I'm walking by.

into the ground

are we too alone to dream? storybook ending, you seem a little too fake to me. maybe it's a scar from trying to be a star when i was 20.

together we could dream of chasing what this means to us. so if you're ever lonely just grab a tambourine and sing with me.

storybook ending

trying to abandon perfectionism by turning on the microphone more often

granolabear

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