We begin with singletons, sages, and the onionskin on
Those of heart beat back the buried sunshine
Yeah, that's how it is, aggressive summers, broken windows
Silence breaks the coming thunder
Aren't we silly filled with hope and bandages?
Oh, oh, all our lives in pearls
Oh, oh, all our afternoons sitting on setting suns
If there's really nothing going wrong
Then there's really nothing going on
We have eyes of stealing will
We are born to kill and we will
All our muscles, ruffled feathers are, fear here completely
It beats me, keeps me and leaves me like a love
Aren't we silly filled with hope and bandages?
Oh, oh, all our lives in pearls
Oh, oh, all our afternoons sitting on setting suns
If there's really nothing going wrong
Then there's really nothing going on, oh, oh, oh
You and me and everyone
Everyone that we know knows it's done
Aren't we silly filled with hope and bandages?
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Cant's are filled with walls
Cant's are filled with walls
Cant's are filled with walls