Filial
Too seldom sanguine
Always crying over closed doors
Oh, you should feel like you should
You should feel like you should adapt well
With a wistful heart
I could never take it, but I'll give you your breath back
Infants and whales, infants and whales
Infants and whales
They still have the holes there
Never proving to be born on time
And you keep your eyes to the light between finger and thumb
Finger and thumb
And the sky just laughs as I stare at the grass
Stare at the grass
The sun, the green, I want the snow years ago
I'll say it about routine
I cant wait, I cant wait
I want the genes
I want the era before me
I want ideas as imprints
I want the future, I want the future
I want your mistakes
What we were, what I was, what I'll be, what we'll see
Hunters only stop to see the scenery when they've caught up
When they've caught up, when they've caught up
Watching what we have in common that makes us the men
Makes us the men
Some love
The men
Some love
I'm not telling you
Who the rhythm is from
Something to look forward to while I'm young
One day at a time
One day at a time
I'll never say anything
I'll never say anything
When no one is looking
I'll be so old, finally seeing
Picking right days as they come
I'll be so old, finally seeing
Picking right days as they come
I'll be so old, finally seeing
Picking right days as they come
I'll be so old, finally seeing
Learning days said like this
As purses and sheaths
Purses and sheaths
Purses and sheaths
Always crying over closed doors
Oh, you should feel like you should
You should feel like you should adapt well
With a wistful heart
I could never take it, but I'll give you your breath back
Infants and whales, infants and whales
Infants and whales
They still have the holes there
Never proving to be born on time
And you keep your eyes to the light between finger and thumb
Finger and thumb
And the sky just laughs as I stare at the grass
Stare at the grass
The sun, the green, I want the snow years ago
I'll say it about routine
I cant wait, I cant wait
I want the genes
I want the era before me
I want ideas as imprints
I want the future, I want the future
I want your mistakes
What we were, what I was, what I'll be, what we'll see
Hunters only stop to see the scenery when they've caught up
When they've caught up, when they've caught up
Watching what we have in common that makes us the men
Makes us the men
Some love
The men
Some love
I'm not telling you
Who the rhythm is from
Something to look forward to while I'm young
One day at a time
One day at a time
I'll never say anything
I'll never say anything
When no one is looking
I'll be so old, finally seeing
Picking right days as they come
I'll be so old, finally seeing
Picking right days as they come
I'll be so old, finally seeing
Picking right days as they come
I'll be so old, finally seeing
Learning days said like this
As purses and sheaths
Purses and sheaths
Purses and sheaths
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Anthony York, Kyle Robert Durfey, David Michael Haik, James Zachary Sewell, Charles Martin Mcdonald
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