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You lay out the wilderness
while I stare down the evidence.
You reached out to grab my hand and I tore down the fatherland.

Tree lines fading all the time
from halos unprepared to climb.
They had me stutter out God's word,
but us, we read between the lines.

And is it shallow,
the things we've lost, the way we roam?
Perhaps we're hollow.
Well, that's just fine, we let it go.

Now I lay stagnant on the bed
while you light matches in your head.
We put them out, but truth be told, up here the water's always cold.

So, fill my pockets up with stones,
and we'll light fire to all we own.
I'll grab the knobs on sliding doors to rooms we've never been before.

And is it shallow,
the things we've lost, the way we roam?
Perhaps we're hollow.
Well, that's just fine, we let it go.

For all the callow bones we wasted;
for all the bite marks left to dry;
for all the skin impressed with white lines that they'd hide.

For all the rain outside the doorway;
for all the cigarettes inside;
for all the chemicals we couldn't help but try.

And is it shallow,
the things we've lost, the way we roam?
Perhaps we're hollow.
Well, that's just fine, we let it go.

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from josie & THE NEVERENDING SADNESS, released June 4, 2017
Lyrics by Liam Kingsley
Music by josie & THE NEVERENDING SADNESS

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