Standard Issue
Solace in the yard
Emptied out the pool
Standard issue belief in something new
Couldn't figure it out
So it's back to the house
For good
Nothing gets away
Nothing good can stay
Nothing pushing the bounds
Slowed down in the rain
Getting into the back of a cab
Disappeared for days
Someone said to just keep moving on
And when you've circled round the block
To still be of the world is harder than it is to sell it off
And with the groundswell underneath
Pick up the pieces and you'll see
It wasn't built to last
Run aground
Come apart
In the morning try to find your way back to the car
And try to say you used to know
Some kid who wiped out half a mile from home
The way's the same but you don't remember how it goes
Someone said to just keep moving on
Until you've circled round the sun
You find you're holding on to what you can but can't beat a return
And with the groundswell underneath
Pick up the pieces and repeat
And looking back I thought I saw
Your headlights wound onto the street
You said you feel it coming round again
Been tearing at the seams
You laid your head down on the sand
I guess the water was too deep
And I'll keep looking to the back
But there'll be nothing left to see
Emptied out the pool
Standard issue belief in something new
Couldn't figure it out
So it's back to the house
For good
Nothing gets away
Nothing good can stay
Nothing pushing the bounds
Slowed down in the rain
Getting into the back of a cab
Disappeared for days
Someone said to just keep moving on
And when you've circled round the block
To still be of the world is harder than it is to sell it off
And with the groundswell underneath
Pick up the pieces and you'll see
It wasn't built to last
Run aground
Come apart
In the morning try to find your way back to the car
And try to say you used to know
Some kid who wiped out half a mile from home
The way's the same but you don't remember how it goes
Someone said to just keep moving on
Until you've circled round the sun
You find you're holding on to what you can but can't beat a return
And with the groundswell underneath
Pick up the pieces and repeat
And looking back I thought I saw
Your headlights wound onto the street
You said you feel it coming round again
Been tearing at the seams
You laid your head down on the sand
I guess the water was too deep
And I'll keep looking to the back
But there'll be nothing left to see
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