Remember when I took you up to the seaside mountains
And I picked you up on my back and carried you to the edge of the bluffs
You said your knees were swollen up like little tree trunks
It was my heart that was swole carry that on your back up this bumpy road
Your patience is more like panic and you’re diving on your own
You’re tethered to no place but you keep gettin’ tangled up out in the open cuts
Can you hear see the warning bell
If I met you a million years from now
Would we be planets circling the same snow globe
If we would be furniture I’d be your ottoman
To your lazy chair to put your feet up on
The warning bell
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