Cult Of She

She's bored with staring at the sun
Waiting for the night to come
And those objects crowded in her sky
Will never be identified

Wait patiently for explanations in the night
We can not be the only ghosts to float this high

She's holding out for a comet
Now that the earth stopped breathing
And she'll be hitchin' a ride
Before her heart stops beating

She came to naked on the lawn
Wondering where the time had gone
So much more vivid than a dream
But I don't recall anything

Wait patiently for explanations in the night
We can not be the only ghosts to float this high

You've gotta come back down here now
The earth stopped bleeding
And we've been giving her mouth to mouth
But she won't start breathing

I thought the end of the world would be much scarier
And tell me where in the hell are we going to bury her?



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Tanbouz, Schuylar Croom
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