Wild Manes - Cicadas Lyrics

Where you're from
Not like they care to know
Where you're from
Stand up and talk like this

When the steam on the sidewalk's rising
You float downtown
In your new pair of shoes

When you see empty windows
Summer screams in your ears, oh
And your heart sinks like a stone
Oh this part

Stings for a while
Ahh Ahh
Ahh Ahh
Stings for a while
Ahh Ahh
Ahh Ahh

Where you're from (No anchor holds me down)
Not like you care to know
Where you're from (No anchor holds me down)
You left it long ago

When they ask you
You hold your head high
Denying the weight of
That beaten down pride
But you feel it
Lack of anchor, pangs of rank
In your heart
Oh, this part

Stings for a while
Ahh Ahh
Ahh Ahh
Stings for a while
Ahh Ahh
Ahh Ahh

I was, I was afraid of it
I was, I was afraid of you
Cicadas, making sounds of the summer
Sounds of the sun
Sounds of the heat
Cicadas, making sounds of the summer
Sounds of the sun
Sounds of the heat
How hard does the wind have to blow
Opposing your trajectory
Pushing you back home?
How hard does the wind have to blow
How hard does the wind have to blow
Opposing your trajectory
Pushing you back home?
How hard does the wind have to blow