Something to Say
I see the fog
Over the uphill hole
But I smell smoke
So I know to lay low
And hike into my head
But there's nothing new
Nothing that I don't already know
With the whole world trying to hoax me out of here
I still wouldn't go
What's the use
Of warm weather
When we thrive in the cold?
I want a house that will burn down
Want a wife that I can leave
I want my hair so long that it falls out
Want a dog that's gonna die on me
I want a job so I can quit
I want a beard so it can gray
I want everything
I want everything
When a memory starts to be forgotten
What's the first thing to go?
Is it the places?
Is it the people?
Is it the color?
I would like to know
And your memory
Do we look like the lovers?
In your memory
Do I look like the son of man?
Everything we see hides another thing
And I'm sure you'll see my face again
The universe speaks in a fluent language
Of reminding us of everything we're trying to forget
Like someone, somewhere
No, something we're escaping
And they're just not having it
Down the cascades from where we had it
The whole thing comes like a rabbit
And when you're living in your own withdrawal
Detachment is all you can do about it
I want a house that will burn down
Want a wife that I can leave
I want my hair so long that it falls out
Want a dog that's gonna die on me
I want a job so I can quit
I want a beard so it can gray
I want everything
I want everything
In this moment I get
Nothing that I ever wanted
But everything that I needed
What we don't know keeps us disappointed
And what we do
Keeps us defeated
We look for shelter in glass cases
The audience faces never move
Float through my abdomen and into my bedroom
I want a house that will burn down
Want a wife that I can leave
I want my hair so long that it falls out
Want a dog that's gonna die on me
I want a job so I can quit
I want a beard so it can gray
I want everything to go wrong 'cause what I need is something to say
Over the uphill hole
But I smell smoke
So I know to lay low
And hike into my head
But there's nothing new
Nothing that I don't already know
With the whole world trying to hoax me out of here
I still wouldn't go
What's the use
Of warm weather
When we thrive in the cold?
I want a house that will burn down
Want a wife that I can leave
I want my hair so long that it falls out
Want a dog that's gonna die on me
I want a job so I can quit
I want a beard so it can gray
I want everything
I want everything
When a memory starts to be forgotten
What's the first thing to go?
Is it the places?
Is it the people?
Is it the color?
I would like to know
And your memory
Do we look like the lovers?
In your memory
Do I look like the son of man?
Everything we see hides another thing
And I'm sure you'll see my face again
The universe speaks in a fluent language
Of reminding us of everything we're trying to forget
Like someone, somewhere
No, something we're escaping
And they're just not having it
Down the cascades from where we had it
The whole thing comes like a rabbit
And when you're living in your own withdrawal
Detachment is all you can do about it
I want a house that will burn down
Want a wife that I can leave
I want my hair so long that it falls out
Want a dog that's gonna die on me
I want a job so I can quit
I want a beard so it can gray
I want everything
I want everything
In this moment I get
Nothing that I ever wanted
But everything that I needed
What we don't know keeps us disappointed
And what we do
Keeps us defeated
We look for shelter in glass cases
The audience faces never move
Float through my abdomen and into my bedroom
I want a house that will burn down
Want a wife that I can leave
I want my hair so long that it falls out
Want a dog that's gonna die on me
I want a job so I can quit
I want a beard so it can gray
I want everything to go wrong 'cause what I need is something to say
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Writer(s): Anays Torres, Hal James Hales Iii
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