Wait as all the signs swirl around I've been in this bed four months now I can look at myself from the ground
You separate the coarse from the loud Asleep with all the lights on Oh what was once a lion is just a bird to me now
You separate the red from the brown You forget what it is you were going to say
Wishing all the bricks untied themselves Rode in on the broken back of my health
You separate the quiet and the proud I think I'll stay in, but it's so nice outside Of pins to lightning strikes Asleep with all the lights on What was once a lion is just a bird to me now