Lyrics

Still life painting Still afraid of life Talks endlessly for hours Never knowing what to say Playful distractions didn't help at all Drinking your smile as the room falls asleep And the voices prove Prove we exist In this place where we once lived You unfold yourself like a palace of rumor And you count the hours And the distance to keep And we'll watch for rustle in the sheet Lightest touch of hands on cobblestone streets The smile on your face Is like truth running everything We're so in luck with my minds And hold these guns like hands We'll count the hours as the day creeps to your bed Tired of your excuses and we're living past mistakes Let's unwrap the hours and start making your way