It's the grand opening and here
We are with picks and pans to
Sift with our wrists on broken
Armrests the bitter taste of aluminum
And
Broken glass indications of a house
Broken glass indications of a house
While June asphalt sprouts steel wool
We stare at ceiling pin pricks and the light
That showed through
Unrolled cotton web as were just bright
Enough to make our skin look less
Sickly
Salt that quickly turns wheels like
A well filed gear
Salt that quickly turns wheels like
A well filed gear
When ticket stubs act as cigarettes
Too big bopper anthems
The wrecklessness of being lost
And showing of coin collections
It's the grand opening and here
We are with picks and pans to
It's knowing uncertainly is as comfor
As it's going to get
Salt that quickly turns wheels like
A well filed gear
Salt that quickly turns wheels like
A well filed gear
When ticket stubs act as cigarettes
Too big bopper anthems
The wrecklessness of being lost
And showing of coin collections
