every call you never made every call you waited for and never came every ancient sound that’s passed to your ears in an endless supply of ones and zeroes every sun you never saw every sun you soaked in naked and all all the futuristic landscapes shaped like today except a few days later
i can feel it as one i can feel it in the thunder
too many words in a day too many words i don’t wanna forget to tell you i wanna file it all away we’ll write a tombstone as high as the bible every shred is fake i’m afraid every shred is copper-plated every shred you can keep your eyes on check me while i check the horizon
i can feel it as one i can feel it in the thunder
here’s what we do we learn you the rules and if you get stuck you can throw them the fuck out
every call you never made every call you waited for and never came every ancient sound that’s passed to your ears in an endless supply of ones and zeroes every sun you never saw every sun you soaked in naked and all all the futuristic landscapes shaped like today except a few days later