From dates to New years
Swear you're in your prime
Stars bleed tenfold
Kissin' under the street lights

Now the halfway house is burning black
And your breath smells of a cheap man's Jack
Parading around the boulevard 
Singin' of the hills that seem so far

Paint the circles
Of your life
Throwin' ashes in the autumn sky
Now you're glowin on the fourth of July
You're bleeding out

Troughs and peaks babe
Swear you're in your prime
You fucked the dream and
You're left cold and high

But if angels themselves do decay
Than who the fuck was yesterday
Went to the dust to look for change
The world just spins until we're crazed

Familiar faces
Got no proof
All the cosmic clouds passed on you
No way the F train gone went on through
You're bleeding out

You keep planting your roots 
but is it even worth trying?

You keep planting your roots 
but is it even worth trying?

You keep planting your roots 
but nothing's worth trying

But I guess we'll never know



Roots

We stopped planning out our world 
When the north spit it's fluorescents 
The day the attic burned
They toasted to the failing starships
Do you see the hoofmarks in your foot prints?
The behinds of your eyes have been torn ever since

Your hands felt too smooth to touch
Against the collapsed ruins and the prominent rust
With cracked marble floors and tiny closet horrors
Your mouth was the moon

Lets dismantle this masterpiece brick by brick
And rebuild it so our fortunes fit
Rip down the royal portraits from the hall
Like the wind was all that mattered
Proclaim ourselves indifferent from the rich or poor
And expand our fingers to the tips of every shore
The bloodshot youth are running out the door with wide hearts

You fell asleep with the stars in your hair
I painted full cities red just to prove you were there
With our lungs in plastic bags, sealed solely for the glamour
The blown out candles propose a long winter

You gave it your all when the breakdown came near
As we waited for the tide to tell us to disappear 
With the forest darkest corners feeling evermore inviting
Your ticket for the steel was just simply undividing

Lets dismantle this masterpiece brick by brick
And rebuild it so our fortunes fit
Rip down the royal portraits from the hall
Like the wind was all that mattered
Proclaim ourselves indifferent from the rich or poor
And expand our fingers to the tips of every shore
The bloodshot youth are running out the door with wide hearts



Fix The Yips Forever

I sat and picked at the constellations 
While the moon men made their push. 
And raged on about the reds and the burning of the bush.

I got lost in a garden
and heard the visionaries lament
I starred at a dying peach tree 
and wondered if he was heaven sent

I sat in a bar at Washington 
With the devil by my left
He scrutinized the radio
The weather and petty theft.

We the shot the shit for hours
Then i went to shake his hand
He handed me the tab and said
Man get out while you can 

We got to get out while we can
we got to get out while we can
a burning room is a promised land
all washed away with a waving hand

I walked on to phonebooth
And asked a suit there for some change 
He gave me 2 quarters and said don't matter we'll still be the same

I used my call to dial my starry eyed council man
I said hey there God, it's me again
I'm not doin the best i can. 

Were not doin the best we can
Were not doin the best we can
 A Burning room is a promised land 
All washed away with a waving hand 

Please just dont try to understand
Dont you try to understand
It'll be over before you can
All washed away with a waving hand

Do you need me
Can you hear me
Are you near me



I could never carve the wall and start it all again
I could never carve the wall and start it all again


Leave the machines to play
Forget the academy's ways
Keep your hired guns at bay
And stop the angels decay
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A Waving Hand

At the Edge

Let's a take trip, into the city
And take a break from getting drunk off our own self pity
Hitch rides from truckers and we'll race all night
Just to catch the towers be embraced by the morning light

We're waiting on nothing 
baby we gotta move
cause I was born with these feeling I got something to prove

Work as temps
Get a studio above a pizza place
Or fuck with the stocks and make a killin in the rat race
Hirer some surgeons to redesign our appearance
And sell coke on the weekends but just for the experience

We're waiting on nothing 
baby we gotta move
cause I was born with these feeling I got something to prove
Dont let the cancer come find us when there is so much to do
Cause from here at the bottom I just dont like the view
So grab your favorite sunglasses and lets get on the move
Cause there's a world out there and I got something to prove

Spend a weekend in the Hamptons with a relative we don't have, we don't, don't have
Go to the club where we'll drop racks on racks we don't have, we don't, don't have

We can't wait for nothing



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