[ Featuring the Old Soul Orchestra ]
Darling, I'm sorry that I break just like a wheel
Was it supposed to be like this?
Off and on again
Here and gone again
Now your hands are folded on the table
Wanting for attention
Mine are feigning busy in the sink
Cnd I'm afraid to look back across this strange and geometric landscape
Where the weather changes every time I blink
Cll this time I've been just like a ghost to the silence
Now so speechless that it paused and turned
Cs if it almost heard me
Cs if it almost heard me speak
