Wooden Soldiers

Making plans in the sands as the tides roll in
Didn't plan it, didn't plan it, different planets stare down on us
Never blinking, sort of winking, indifferent as a ceiling
Observing that we're kneeling in the sands, building plans

Making plans in the sand as the tides roll in
I've been sitting in the stove 'cause outside it's sure been cold
The garbage cans refrigerated since that's where the food goes
Making plans, making plans, making plans

Wooden soldiers storm through burning, buildings on the top floor
Lives the zoo king's neckties, preventing them from breathing
Oh, it's such a fuzzy feeling
Oh, it's such a fuzzy feeling making plans

Gasoline flows out the ends of matchsticks used as pens
And I've been writing some pretty big checks with them!
I gave the boat a person's name
So when it sinks I'll know who to blame
The tiger isn't tame but it's toothless just the same

Making plans in the sands as the tides roll in
Making plans, making plans, making plans
Making plans in the sands as the tides roll in, making plans

These fuckers wanted guilt, they tore me down and I rebuilt
Much better, oh, much better than before
In India they make mugs, you throw them down, they turn to mud
Pull it out and make them as they were before

Since we shop at the same store but hate each other at the core
And neither one is getting a fair deal
Sell it all on sex appeal how you currently feel
Don't need any, just buy one, the second one will be a steal

Hashtagging, photo bragging
No one who's even sort of real
No wonder no one feels better then before

Making plans in the sands as the tides roll in
Making plans, making plans, making plans
Making plans in the sands as the tides roll in, making plans
Making plans in the sands as the tides roll in, making plans
Making plans in the sands as the tides roll in, making plans

It's level at the peak
Our words don't speak
Calm down, retreat me
Just being here now is enough for me

It's level at the peak
Our words don't speak
You just being here being you's enough for me
You just being here being you's enough for me

It's level at the peak
Find your breath, don't speak
Just being here, being you's enough for me
Just being here, being you's enough for me

It's level at the peak
Even death just may not be
We'll cross that bridge sometime and see
But just being here now is enough for me

Just being here now is enough for me
Just being here now is enough for me
Just being here now is enough for me
Just being here now is enough for me



Credits
Writer(s): Benedetto Massarella, David Sardy, Isaac Brock, Jeremiah Green, Russell Higbee, Lisa Molinaro
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