Part of the Landscape

Lyrics

You didn't lose your crown It's just melted down And you mixed it up in a highball cup So you drink alone in a Bucky dome On a high up hill with tastes that kill And you look on down At an old coal town It's almost alright When the sun sets right But it's a cloudy sky So you can't deny It's exactly as cold And empty as it looks I just can't look This past it's everywhere I turn Just crumbling, nothing left to burn This rust ain't going anywhere It's part of the landscape now It's the color of your hair So you'll die alone in an Eichler home And you look around at A town burned down Now you half-ass pray for a drop of rain It's exactly as desert dry as you'd expect What did you expect? This past it's everywhere I turn Just crumbling, nothing left to burn This ash ain't going anywhere It's part of the landscape now It's the color of my hair