Lift the Curse
Everyone who's drinking is already drunk or sleeping
Everyone who isn't is just too political to talk to
Another summer evening and the city's barely breathing
It just ain't the same, just ain't the same without you
Without you, without you, without you
Without you, without you
It just ain't the same, just ain't the same
There ain't no magic in materials, the magic's in our words
That we whisper in each others ears to make diamonds outta dirt
There ain't glory in the silken things, the glory's in the hurt
That can split your skin from end to end, down the center of the earth
I said everyone who's drinking is already drunk or sleeping
Everyone who isn't is just too political to talk to
Another summer evening and the city's barely breathing
It just ain't the same, just ain't the same without you
I wasn't joking 'bout my burial, the backyard's where I prefer
But my landlord wouldn't like that, I gotta own a backyard first
So I'll keep singing y'all these spirituals and pray it lifts the curse
That keeps me chasing ghosts of dreams from funerals to birth in reverse
In reverse, in reverse, in reverse
In reverse, in reverse
That keeps me chasing ghosts of dreams from funerals to birth
In reverse
Everyone who's drinking is already drunk or sleeping
Everyone who isn't is just too political to talk to
Another summer evening and the city's barely breathing
It just ain't the same, just ain't the same without you
Without you, without you, without you
Without you, without you
It just ain't the same, just ain't the same
Without you
Everyone who isn't is just too political to talk to
Another summer evening and the city's barely breathing
It just ain't the same, just ain't the same without you
Without you, without you, without you
Without you, without you
It just ain't the same, just ain't the same
There ain't no magic in materials, the magic's in our words
That we whisper in each others ears to make diamonds outta dirt
There ain't glory in the silken things, the glory's in the hurt
That can split your skin from end to end, down the center of the earth
I said everyone who's drinking is already drunk or sleeping
Everyone who isn't is just too political to talk to
Another summer evening and the city's barely breathing
It just ain't the same, just ain't the same without you
I wasn't joking 'bout my burial, the backyard's where I prefer
But my landlord wouldn't like that, I gotta own a backyard first
So I'll keep singing y'all these spirituals and pray it lifts the curse
That keeps me chasing ghosts of dreams from funerals to birth in reverse
In reverse, in reverse, in reverse
In reverse, in reverse
That keeps me chasing ghosts of dreams from funerals to birth
In reverse
Everyone who's drinking is already drunk or sleeping
Everyone who isn't is just too political to talk to
Another summer evening and the city's barely breathing
It just ain't the same, just ain't the same without you
Without you, without you, without you
Without you, without you
It just ain't the same, just ain't the same
Without you
Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Smith, Charles Andrew Bothwell
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