a restless pair of feet, an exhausted pair of eyes,
tired lung and dead-milked trials.
please call it like you were used to do,
just like i always used to hope that this ain't a talk in tongues
between eyebrows screaming "now"
and bottom lips whispering "how".
whos right to suppose? and whos first step?
and still another roadmark, i'm trying to regret.
i wished that i knew better
- knew better what appeared to me
clearer than the dark of night:
that it only works keeping two different souls
in this plastic world together,
as long as they can't reach outside.
make first impressions count, keep experiences safe,
just like frozen sidewalks will never be the safest ways.
wrap your feet in common lies and pray to make 'em stay,
still walking frozen sidewalks will never be the safest way.
tired lung and dead-milked trials.
please call it like you were used to do,
just like i always used to hope that this ain't a talk in tongues
between eyebrows screaming "now"
and bottom lips whispering "how".
whos right to suppose? and whos first step?
and still another roadmark, i'm trying to regret.
i wished that i knew better
- knew better what appeared to me
clearer than the dark of night:
that it only works keeping two different souls
in this plastic world together,
as long as they can't reach outside.
make first impressions count, keep experiences safe,
just like frozen sidewalks will never be the safest ways.
wrap your feet in common lies and pray to make 'em stay,
still walking frozen sidewalks will never be the safest way.