Outside there's a boxcar waitin' for us
It ain't in a rush
So we can paint with a brush made of patience and such
And keep the faith in our guts (X2)
Now these ants in my heart
got it dancin' in the dark
with a flash and a spark she advances with a shark
in a chokehold, no clothes
we're eatin' good tonight
the two leadin' look a likes from every city nook in site
heartsight, flight of the offshore fishermen
is feelin' even better then the fairweather men that led
me to believe, led me to the seas
where the fish and disease are just wicks lit in the breeze
(Leave) now injuries leave like a treaty from the hand of the bleeding
while we stand there repeating
we can't leave this evening
it's too young to start retreating
we can't leave this evening
it's too young to start retreating
so now we're leaping from highs to highers
as we're sleeping beside a fire
and it's creeping inside the bed...
I said we're leaping from highs to highers
as we're sleeping beside a fire
and it's creeping inside the bed
Outside there's a boxcar waitin' for us
It ain't in a rush
So we can paint with a brush made of patience and such
And keep the faith in our guts (X2)
So with a stomach full of monarchs
Heatseek on repeat
we leave them two leaves and leave this life at ease
Riders on a storm
too perfect to put into words
perfect is what it deserves
curve the hurt and the nerves
so we can work our limbs around and urge and grin and bear the verge
of overkill
motor skill heads heading towards better roses
called the haystack
and on the way back I see her face crack
shes having dreams that a runaway cat came back
and I don't know what to say that'll change that and I can't take that (I can't)
So when I can taste your misery vividly
I want to instantly turn it into history
bitterly sweet hearts and in the restart livin' like we heart too heart to heart for...
Outside there's a boxcar waitin' for us
It ain't in a rush
So we can paint with a brush made of patience and such
And keep the faith in our guts (X4)