Give Us the Pleasure That Comes with Sleep Then

We can hide inside
When the sea begins to rise
But soon the tide will take us too.

Four seasons in a day
Couldn't wash our wounds away
And so the tide must take them too.

So are you seated for the show?
Or are you looking out the window
Searching for a better view?

Now that the rivers have all risen,
Why didn't we listen to the warning clues?

We took a hefty loan
And now there's nothing left to own.
We're being called for our cue

But what was the reason
For all of the treason
That we put each other through?

It's getting hard to breathe here.
I think I better leave dear
And go take kindly to
Putting on my Sunday best
And laying down to rest
Under the skies fiery hue.

And oh boy,
Did you see the front page news?

And oh boy,
Life's no longer what you choose.
Choose.
Choose.

I've been searching to and fro
And wondering where we're gonna go
And who you're gonna cling on to.

Now that the rivers have all risen,
Why didn't we listen to the warning clues?



Credits
Writer(s): Chloe Alice Lewer, Wouter R Rentema, Koen W Toering, Elliott Louis Mckee
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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