The Swell

Well the world stopped spinning and it always seems to rain
Doing headstands on my heartstrings,
Doing nothing again

I opened up the window and everything came tumbling in
All the earth and all its problems
I couldn't hear you through the din

I know we're all afraid of dying
We're all afraid of being well
And any chances to feel normal
Washed away in the swell
And it seems like everybody's dying and
There's no one here to tell

They're telling me that William wrote King Lear inside his home
And you said I was like a tempest
But a spring storm needs to roam

And the comfortable and cadent say they're bored inside those walls
Far more than four of them,
They're singing songs without a cause

I know we're all afraid of dying
We're all afraid of being well
And any chances to feel normal
Washed away in the swell
And it seems like everybody's dying and
There's no one here to tell