The afternoon doesn't take half as long as the mornin'
But the dawn is getting anxious, and the dawn is gettin' horny
There's a Dandelion growin' from the tips of my fingers
And it's bothersome to many but I let it tell a story
While the world is overflowing with weeds and weed killers
I was raised in the concrete, and I'll die by the gutter
My mother felt the terror when she cast me to the wind
Singing life will find a way, Darlin', life will find a way
Way back
'Neath the trees
I felt a violent tremblin' in my knees
That time
We killed
Has never ever sat right with me
Now the evening doesn't take half as long as the mornin'
With the dirty breakfast dishes and the rehydrated coffee
There's a tension in the water so we take another breath
Disregard our dreams as fictions or a loose feeling of death
There's a window to the stars ensures that everyone comes home
There are monsters in the dark ensures we'll never feel alone
But you can take me by the hand, and we take this hand of god
Singing life will find a way, Darlin', life will find a way
Way back
'Neath the trees
I felt a violent tremblin' in my knees
That time
We killed
Has never ever sat right with me
The sun shine's hard
But she gets insecure around the other stars
So we buried her in the sand
To try to prove the timelessness of a martyr's art
And the relentless of a modern heart
But then the time flew by
The audacity of man opened the sky
There were prayers sent up
But we couldn't hear no matter how we tried
No matter how we tried we couldn't hear
The midnight doesn't take half as long as the mornin'
But these days it's hard to tell which one's comin' which one's going
Seven billion little heartbeats I must be part of the crowd
I've never felt like one of them and anyway I'm losin' count
You folded all my failing organs to the place where no one sleeps
There's some work yet left to do and it's clear I'm getting weak
And the Dandelion's wilting and the monster's in a mood
But with your steady little hands the only way I'm getting through
Way back
'Neath the trees
I felt a violent tremblin' in my knees
That time
We killed
Has never ever sat right with me
The sun shine's hard
But she gets insecure around the other stars
So we buried her in the sand
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