On the eve of something less inviting all the movements are the same
The rain don’t care that it’s falling
All the voices tell me to ignore it but my own won’t let it be
The air don’t care whose lungs it’s filling
So on we blur

Know how it ends before we move my darling so it gives us no surprise
The sun don’t care whose skin it’s burning
So on we blur

Oh it only hurts when missing
Oh it’s only missed when thinking there’s always something wrong
Oh I grind my teeth when dumb is at its highest peak
There’s always something wrong

Tried to be an earthquake shaking boulders from a hill
But fucking mountains never falling
Tried to free them from their days but no one’s pushing back
Their morning voices so distracting

Oh you know your room’s been burning
Long before the screws were turning
There’s always something wrong
So shine up at the old forgive-me’s and prop up your dead for show
There’s always something wrong

Smile the other way. Pretend I’m all that’s left.
Why are we hiding from today
I’ve tried and tried but why are we hiding

On the morning after hell has broken
Nothing changes nothing will
The wreckage don’t care who it’s taking
So on we blur
So are we