Get out of the woods goddamnit
This is my happy place
Following nervous nature
Right down to the boulevard
I'll never be altogether
Again, there's that book I read
Get out of the woods goddamnit
The krummholz is just in sight
Get out of the woods goddamnit The heartbreak is palpable
I'll never be excommunicated As long as I keep my head
And I will be yours
Every dead and darkening day
And I will ignore
Every thought that gets in the way
Illuminate the things we can't quite say
Get out of the woods goddamnit
These beatings we must survive
Too much overanalyzing Return to elusive grey
Get out of the woods goddamnit
Like stardust, et sacre' bleu
In following intuition
The dead weight gets left behind
Get of the woods goddamnit
The tree line is just in sight
Get of the woods goddamnit
The tree line is just in sight
Scratching that itch
I'm sick of the mystic convalescent questions
We used to breathe in uncomfortable things
Because we were too afraid of what our feelings might bring
When all of your favorite analogies Are rooted in fallacy
How could anything make less sense? Seems like illusions often linger
S-S-S-Snapping me out of synch
On this uncomfortable ride
Drinking strychnine and hoping "Just keep me alive"
I fished a sad sick song of recovery
Out of hypocrisy
While collecting bones
Flip me a couple of pills
To get over the hill
All these feelings gone sideways
You try to refill
If the shadowy mitten fits
Well, take it off
And chuck it over the bridge
We can always get lost
We can sometimes be found Like the scatter of seed
Spent on infertile ground
You're not waving at all
I'm still staring goodbye
I'm a memory
Sober me up
Sh-Sh-Sh-Shoulder the weight of everything that made us
We gotta form our own collective point of view
You used to live like you had nothing to prove
Now you're upended in an instant by imagining moves
Closing my mind swimming in what I lack
I guess I'll just wait around 'til that knife hits my back