Shrine To Fast Goodbyes

Drinks aside, it's time we tried to stay somewhere

Take my only souvenir, hold it up high, toss it off the roof

If it should break, tell me how it sounds when it lands

Steal Time when there isn't enough

Turn the wheel, I'm backing it up

Don't feel old, hope I'm backing up

Don't feel old

Bloodshot eye, a ringing in the left ear

1975 ringing in my right ear

Our simple rules failed eachother

We're close to used to being wrong

Now it's gone get undressed, feeling hopeless

Work weary world, see no sign of relief

Still I find time to complain of a shortage

while the excess collects at their feet

We're close to used to being wrong

Now it's gone, get undressed, feeling hopeless

Work weary world, see no sign of relief

Still I find time to complain of a shortage

while the excess collects at their feet

Always say that we will, but we don't

Always say that we did, when we did nothing

Drinks aside, the day today is the monotone

Now there's nowhere left to go

Build a shrine to fast goodbyes

What's the mistake?

Steal Time when there isn't enough

Turn the wheel, I'm backing it up

Don't feel old, hope I'm backing up

Don't feel old

Bloodshot eye, a ringing in the left ear

1975 ringing in my right ear

Our simple rules failed eachother

We're both reduced to being wrong

Here and it's gone get undressed, feeling hopeless

Work weary world, see no sign of relief

Still they find time to complain of a shortage

while the excess collects at their feet

Above, the sun rising late hasn't set yet

Work weary world, too tired now to ever sleep

From watching you all complain of a shortage

while the excess collects at your feet

Between the church and under haiku

It is roped in deep blue