Lyrically Lovely

On the tail of a hurricane, a trick of the trade, I stay angry at angels who stand in the way.

Kicking up dust so I can't see. Digging holes to prove I am deep. Why do I keep looking for a reason to be lost?

Maybe it's a sign that times are changing - the way you wear your hair, the floor that creaks, the old familiar places torn down for renovations - but there's some good that always keeps.

Don't cover our tracks. We'll say it wasn't easy, no, it was never easy. And when we look back, they'll wonder how we got here. Tell them how we got here: it was blood and tears.

I remember everything you taught me like the faintest scent of June - how the lilacs always seemed to follow you when you walked into a room.

All your friends are out and drowning in their parties; you wonder if you've ever been home. I wonder, can you make this home?

If it'll be a fight regardless, I only want the fight to be with you.

When it seems you're lost, you're there to guide me through.

I'd grown tired of the way that the day treats the night.

I'll learn to let you leave here someday, but it's not that easy now.

Here in the darkest hour, I'll find you even after everything is gone.

There’s always two thoughts, one after the other: I’m alone; no, you’re not.

I'd let it go but I don't know where to put it down.

So leave me with dreams that haunt me. These tears taste so melancholy sweet.

Now, don't save my soul; I'll take my chances on these winding roads. I'll go wherever the wild wind blows 'cause if I'm gonna die, I wanna die an old ghost.

As the world falls asleep, we're the voices that don't and together we'll sing what our hearts can't contain. Whatever comes next, we'll bring all the stories we make.

They say that distance can grow your heart, but every day spent away just makes you feel farther.