the well went dry the blood thinned out i scrapped through a thousand layers of paint-like years the secret's in conjested grins i'm trying to find places to breathe now
and if this were a book i'd call this song the final chapter and if you read it you'd be laughin' if it could end right now the last lines would be
my body jolted in and out of stolen soundwaves the world expands or shrinks on any given monday tuesday evening dyes a room blue friday's window has it's own view
and if this were a book i'd call this song the final chapter and if you read it you'd be laughin' if it could end right now the last lines would be
good friend i loved you one life to show her the answers in your ear
she lights her streaming by on stiff necks connected prayers used to sign off things keep on counting them maybe hold your breath i'm trying to exhale you softly don't be so vein i'm not impressed in past-tense i don't do impressions
the blood has dried (good friend, i loved you) now i can wash my hands with tears you cried (one life to show her) if you could frame this feeling (good friend, i loved you) at night it would whisper to me
good friend i loved you one life to show her the answers in your ear