Lyrics

Back in ninety-five Mom and dad were screaming And you were leaning Out the back door of your mind You said you're reading signs You ask "what kind of dreaming Leads you down rabbit holes Where rabbits die?" So then we made a pact You taught me mathematics And it was my job just to make you laugh To tie some strings around our hands Yeah every little landscape breaks apart (Instrumental) Ten years later At the Holiday Inn breakfast I started crying Oh man I was surprised I called and said "I'm sick" I said "this is it I inherited something I can't deny." You said "maybe you did You gotta deal with it" You will lean on me when you're losing sleep I'll lean on you when I have those dreams Yeah every little landscape breaks apart" Breaks apart Breaks apart Breaks apart Breaks apart Breaks apart Breaks apart Breaks apart Breaks apart And some things They come together Yeah some things Don't always get so dark Yeah some things They come together Is there a way to fix up the ground? Make it come together Make some things Never get so dark Yeah some things They come together Is there a way to fix up the ground? To the way it was To write Eloise In the dust? To be everything All at once? To be everything To everyone? Well I don't quite want To make it work In every doctor There's an urge to hurt In every glass of water There's a speck of dirt In every cobweb Something lies inert Well I don't quite want To make it work Well I don't quite want To make it work Well I don't quite want To make it work Well I don't quite want To make it work So here I am now In this dirty shirt I'm cooking dinner In this dirty shirt Thinking "is this existence In this dirty shirt?" Yeah is this existing I'm gonna make it work