Everybody Thinks the Thoughts

Passing in and out of shade
Pocket full of escapades
Shipwrecks off the parkway
Lonely boys call for rain

Your body having borne much
The weight of youth sloughed off
Distilled until I drink it up
It cannot make me blind enough

A Santa Ana blowing though your soul
A tinderbox you carry round
And when the match arrives to burn it down
You'll know

And there's a line they told you not to cross
But everybody thinks the thoughts
You tell yourself that it was not enough
Well everybody thinks the thoughts

Bodies stuck fast in ways
Hot breath set against the grain
Gods are calling out your name
Fix the problem not the blame

A Santa Ana blowing though your soul
A tinderbox you carry round
And when the match arrives to burn it down
You'll know

And there's a line they told you not to cross
But everybody thinks the thoughts
You tell yourself that it was not enough
Well everybody thinks the thoughts

Climbing up an ivory tower
Trying to find the source of your power

And there's a line they told you not to cross
But everybody thinks the thoughts
You tell yourself that it was not enough
Well everybody thinks the thoughts

And there's a line they told you not to cross
But everybody thinks the thoughts
You tell yourself that it was not enough
Well everybody thinks the thoughts



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Writer(s): Justin Johnson
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