Bashful Hips - Plans Lyrics

And it's been laid out clear
But where do we go
Go from here?

And the secret messages you wrote have eroded
And they can't be decoded
And spies have tried to decipher these
Semi cryptic lines
All they find is riddles in barbed wire twine
And you spent your last dime on supplies
For a crime you didn't even get to commit
Sitting in a jail cell
Hoping they won't find your real last name

It's been laid out clear
But where do you go
Go from here?

And it's been a few years
But no one has the time to write
And you try to act like it's alright
Because everyone has their own life
Spring turns to summer and summer turns to fall and fall turns to winter
But sitting in a jail cell it doesn't really matter at all
Well back in the streets with the snow three feet deep
Gas station lights the only source of heat
And you remember when spies spent all their time
Deciphering your cryptic lines
And all the safety nets you cast have been burned and cast aside
And maybe you'll get another chance in your next life

And it's been laid out clear
But where do we go
Go from here?