Strange Warm Day
Fuji blimp is circling the grave
Paramedics hurry but there's nothing left to save
And no-one can remember what to say
And everybody's holding hands and everybody understands
That everybody understands the body we looked over
And it's a strange warm day
Preacher cut his tongue out cause there's nothing left to say
And it's a strange warm day
Flowers in her bedside jar fooled into living
And that yellow thing up in the sky is wet
Trees are growing upside down they're starting to forget
Thirty thousand football fans are hiding
Underneath the stands and everyone is thinking about money
And it's a strange warm day
Nothing to leave shadows on the sidewalks ran away
It's a strange warm day
Flowers in her bedside jar fooled into living by plain water
Who told you you could dig a hole beneath another hole you dug before?
Who said it was a lie?
The family is circling the grave
Helicopters hurry but there's nothing left, nothing left
And everybody's doing good
What's underground is understood
And nothings really over til it's over
And it's a strange warm day
Mother sewed his mouth up cause there's nothing left to say
It's a strange warm day
Flowers in her bedside jar fooled into living
It's a strange warm day
Nothing to leave shadows on the sidewalks ran away
It's a strange warm day
Paramedics hurry but there's nothing left to save
And no-one can remember what to say
And everybody's holding hands and everybody understands
That everybody understands the body we looked over
And it's a strange warm day
Preacher cut his tongue out cause there's nothing left to say
And it's a strange warm day
Flowers in her bedside jar fooled into living
And that yellow thing up in the sky is wet
Trees are growing upside down they're starting to forget
Thirty thousand football fans are hiding
Underneath the stands and everyone is thinking about money
And it's a strange warm day
Nothing to leave shadows on the sidewalks ran away
It's a strange warm day
Flowers in her bedside jar fooled into living by plain water
Who told you you could dig a hole beneath another hole you dug before?
Who said it was a lie?
The family is circling the grave
Helicopters hurry but there's nothing left, nothing left
And everybody's doing good
What's underground is understood
And nothings really over til it's over
And it's a strange warm day
Mother sewed his mouth up cause there's nothing left to say
It's a strange warm day
Flowers in her bedside jar fooled into living
It's a strange warm day
Nothing to leave shadows on the sidewalks ran away
It's a strange warm day
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Writer(s): David Yazbek, Paul Tripp, George Kleinsinger
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