Run
The clothes you saved, almost threw away
Plus the shirts I gave, a blanket you made
When the winter hits, we'll wrap up in it
To elude the wind, and be close within
Stirring up the fire, sitting by my side
To give it a shine, nearly makes us blind
Then that face occurs, it's a subtle blur
When I look at her, in a warm mirror
I want this song to be a picture of the two of us
No matter how we change throughout the years it's always accurate
All the lights are off, all the power is gone
Reach your hands out long, and you'll find my arm
Dissipate the fear, the sun disappears
It's just us here, dark and clear
The doubt that's born, the faith you mourn
When your heart is torn, by an unknown thorn
I don't understand, may never understand
But I have a hand
I want this song to be a picture of the two of us
Regardless of the lyrics the music is always accurate
And that face you make, when excitement takes
Over your brain, it's a contagious thing
Crest
The flowers on your brain still glow
Interpreting all of the jokes as a new window
Moving on from a refuge camp
You have a letter addressed to your family but no quarter for the stamp
No one is choosing sides
During a split like this everyone is childish at times
Assuming is unwise
A heart is a heart and they're all casualties risking crimes
Because it ended doesn't mean that it failed
What else can I do for you save share an ale?
When you hit the crest overlooking the west
Please take my best, and a rest
Optimist
Please call me an optimist, maybe it's a self-illusion
But I find it helpful to have a healthy sense of self-delusion
Everyone believes in something
Everyone believes in something good
Yes I have been thinking straight
Yes I have been drinking alcohol
“Listening” is not the right word
But I think maybe I've heard a call
I agree that justice seems to
Be conflicting against mercy
But I disagree that they could
Never live together peacefully
Even though it's been refuted
Proof still seems a little out of reach
Though I would prefer an answer
It still feels like something you can't teach
Cure
Strangely, I feel a real fear of avoiding my demise
Not that I want to go, but something makes me cringe at staying around too long
Do we really need a cure for death?
Do I really want a cure for death?
What if I don't get to go to whatever is after this?
Can everything I try to be exist on a hard drive for countless centuries?
What about after that? And then after that? And after that?
Where do I exist in me? In the brain or the heart or some organ that is here so subtly?
Nothing more than an equation? Just numbers and a sum that say everything?
Nursery
(instrumental)
Romanticize
The first chord I played is now there in the past
When I play it again, it leaves us just as fast
I still look back, I still look back, I still romanticize
When I was younger, when I was younger,
Before I realized
I have friends I don't speak to much anymore
I never thought we'd lose that connection from before
I wanna blame some fight we had, some just causation
But in all likelihood, it's just our new location
I still look back, I still look back, I still romanticize
When I was younger, when I was younger,
Before I realized
I still look back, I still look back, I still romanticize
When I was younger, when I was younger,
And had rose-colored eyes
I feel angry when trees continue to grow
After death comes by to take someone I know
The first thought I had when Tyler Berntsen passed
If how 18 years goes too slow and too fast
I still look back, I still look back, I still romanticize
When I was younger, when I was younger,
Before I realized
I still look back, I still look back, I still look back a lot
At all the times and all the friends who made me what I'm not
Set
You asked me why I haven't left you yet
The way I see you is quite different
Though I say I follow many things
Look what I've done, my beliefs are my actions
My hardened heart, I grow it often myself
My tired parts, I grow them often myself
I hear a noise, some ethereal, absent voice
I don't know who it belongs to
You understand, but nothing penetrates
The barriers of your emotional state
My scattered heart, I grow it often myself
My shaking parts, I grow them often myself
You asked me why I haven't left you yet
Don't you see? We are a set
My blooming heart, I grow it often myself
My gracious parts, I grow them often myself
Sink
I saw the inside, I saw it get made
Water into wine, lightning into shade
Kneeling on the floor, elbows on the bed
Trying to connect, hoping to get fed
I'm alone but never by myself
I'm with God when it's with someone else
I still pray but I can never tell, if it works
Religion that you found, a deity so cruel
The god you speak about, I don't believe in him too
You're fighting so long you forgot, the meaning of why you first fired
The length of the war doesn't mean, you can't still surrender
You can still surrender
I'm alone but never by myself
I'm with God when it's with someone else
I still pray but I can never tell, if it works
I'm alone but never by myself
I'm with God when it's with someone else
I still pray but it's a private hell not hearing back
Tomorrow
Goodbye, your world might not be here tomorrow
I can see the allure of when death looks like a door
And the best choice seems to walk through it's frame
Selfishness has nothing to do with it when you're sick
Goodbye, your world might not be here tomorrow
Did Robin Williams decide that he didn't like his life?
But that's weird I'm told money and fame make it great
On the dim bright side, perhaps his death will provide
A conversation that keeps others from his fate
And we can breed the help that they need
Goodbye, your world might not be here tomorrow