Who am I in charge of anything
Who are you so brave and frightening
Who am I in unknown places
Who are you in brand new faces
If my eyes change at the hour
Wish I still could be a tower
Pins and needles, friendly teeth in
Older armor, older feelings
Yellow wings on a beat-up body
Broke down engine, crooked chassis
A love so sick nobody wondered
A life so drunk you find no answers
And how do you write to a dead man
How do you make it make sense
How do you make it
Make sense
Now at night the strangest lightning
Wet fur frozen, miles from Earth and
I see your face, a million ways out,
Watch the same old story play out
Dream a plot with colder fences
Bay windows and old romances
Frames in mind like shadow boxes
A portrait of the losing process
Yellow wings on a beat-up body
Broke down engine, crooked chassis
A love so sick nobody wondered
A life so drunk you find no answers
And how do you write to a dead man
How do you make it make sense
How do you make it
Make sense
Yellow wings on a beat-up body
A broke down engine, crooked chassis
A love so sick nobody wondered
A life so drunk you find no answers
And how do you write to a dead man
How do you make it make
How do you write to a dead man
How do you make it make sense
How do you make it make
How do you make it make
How do you make it make
Sense