Testo Smokestacks Stateside

Smokestacks

We’ll just fall asleep to songs we know by heart
We’re all just shadows and silhouettes.
But nights like these, they give us depth

What lovely thoughts of you.
So disillusioned, I’m the stars punched in your pitch-black plan
Of hiding under darkened, empty skies
I’d tell you everything but you’d just forget;
I’m plain and simple, the smoke over your head,
Dissolved into a stagnant sky
(Well I guess the silence means goodbye)

So here we are, at bitter ends
Well close your eyes and get some rest
Good head starts, they never got us too far

I in and exhale but never catch my breath
Peel back the paint, and we’re all just at the mercy of the elements

Tired hearts at their end, close your eyes darling and just pretend
The night is young and we’re not ever going home

So what’s it like to be a songbird? cause we’re all just set in stone
And worn away by wind; a life unmovable
Leave what you know will guide you home
So what’s it like to be honest for nothing?
I’m plain and simple: a crutch for your longing,
A gaping cut best left alone
To clutch the only flesh its known
And I know too much already to go now