Words

Check back with Nathan he said
Cigarette stains hide the wall
Dusty bookshelves old and tall
And the book I want will never come in

Just a few paged answer to every question in my mind

I want to crawl into that book or song
Laughing down at reality
This place where everything goes wrong
Where nothing will abide by me

To know what’s coming down
To give and take everything
Move the pieces around

Maybe God’s a gambler and made his heart a stone
A bad day at the track and you’ll end up alone
Betting with our lives
Watching us burn down
Rustling in the ashes and dissolving underground

Someday I’ll raise up and I’ll take back control
Imagine the blank page and write the stories of my own
I’m calling you out now
I’m calling you down
Show yourself and lift us up
We’re too close to the ground
We’re too close to the ground

• 1. California Can't Come True
• 2. Forward Backward
• 3. Girl Disappears Again
• 4. No One Else