Salt Brothers

You broke the silence, I laughed at the moon
You talked about James, in a van full of fools
So sick of the boring, I held onto your clothes
No time for people, who follow the rules

When you come down, I come up
We chased the morning

Back at the hotel, years might have passed
I take off my arms, and swim in the bed
Don't go near the mirror, keep playing that song
Your best friend can hear you, he's singing along

When you come down, I come up
We'll chase the morning

Those sad songs are breaking my heart

We want something new, if it doesn't change now I'll lose
We want something new, make it good, make it real, make it true