Sunday / Monday

A petal fell from the vase
You press it into paper then watch porn on your phone
On a Sunday morning
You scream a little then you pray that no one is home

You try to miss it
But mostly you just look into the meddled middle distance
On a Monday night
And if tears blur your eyes, you write,

"I
Know
Nothing
But love"

Oh,
In December how do you get confused?
By the eyes in the night sky
By the stars on the evening news
They say, "I will wait for you
'Cause i know you're shifting blue"

In the planetarium
You realize that nothing is the biggest thing we know of
And it grows and grows
So hit the joint again and pass it down to Stu
And disappear into the blue
So, disappear into the blue

Oh,
How do you get confused?
By the eyes in the night sky
By the stars on the evening news
You say, "I can't wait for you
Even though you're shifting blue"

You're shifting blue
(You're shifting blue)
You're shifting

Oh,
In December how do you get confused?
By the eyes in the night sky
By the stars on the evening news
You say, "i can't wait for you
Even though you're shifting-
The universe is expanding
And i can't find my room
My bathroom window's open
But you have yet to walk through"

Walk through