Cooking In Wartime

Lyrics

It's almost too much I pretty much just wanted to relate Who you are more than what you think "Down with beauty," they shouted from the gate "Down with beauty," they shouted from the car Like they could've been wearing bibs Going no one knew where, or how far, or wherever that is It's past the Nth country and rogue state And the public wilderness and popular plains And sails of the clotheslines, facing it Facing it Always facing it Where the heaviest seas run with the wind And that's thе way to get through And you said the fuck word over and ovеr again Where people lower their voices and douse their fires That's what cooking in wartime requires And it's almost too much And it's almost too much Okay, there are murderers among us Crawling out of the TV And there are murmurs that love is A song that may have gotten too cheap And there are mermaids among us That don't give me your heaviest seas Don't give me your heaviest seas Don't give me your heaviest seas It's almost too much