The sound of the streetlights, the smell of snow
The panic the trees cause when they grow
Healthy pollution and angry love
Convincing confusion for everyone
You walk like a poet, you sleep like a whore
Dress for confession, less is more
Impressive failure, a silent scream
Falling asleep from a boring dream
If it someday all makes sense
I'll be willing to relax
But if it's just its only chance
It's like a slow-motion crash and a long way down
I sit on the ceiling and look at the air
Ignoring the feeling that was never there
A tiny disaster involving the car
Got a bumper sticker on my heart
If it someday all makes sense
I'll be willing to relax
But if it's just its only chance
It's like a slow-motion crash and a long way down
Charming and deadly, both lost and found
Time is endless in this one-horse town
Answer machine, one-nineteen
The world is alive, but so are we
But if it someday all makes sense
I'll be willing to relax
But if it's just its only chance
But if it someday all makes sense
I'll be willing to relax
But if it someday all makes sense
I'll be willing to relax
But if it someday all makes sense
I'll be willing to relax
But if it someday all makes sense
It's like a slow-motion crash and a long way down