Get Quiet

In the thunder of a quiet day
Rearranging boxes
Sombre as the Sun that's so concealed
As the barber on the corner closes in the maelstrom
We can throw our hair onto the floor

You're not alone in this mess
Go tend your flowerbeds

I don't really mind it when the world gets quiet
Gives the world the time to breathe
And I don't really care if the world isn't there
It's an awful lot to me

As you dump your hate on all those people
Even as the truth comes out
You want to throw your anger
As time
Keeps me to an anchor
Choking on my past contributions
I want to see the Sun

You're not alone in this mess
Go tend your flowerbeds
You're something in this mess
Do you see flowerbeds?

And I don't really mind it when the world gets quiet
Gives the world the time to breathe
And I don't really care if the world isn't there
It's an awful lot to me
(Oh my God)

You're not alone in this mess
Go tend your flowerbeds

And I don't really mind it when the world gets quiet
Gives the world the time to breathe
And I don't really care if the world isn't there
It's an awful lot to me