We took a picture together
We held the camera in front of us
Your arm was cutting right into the frame
Your smile was for both of us
Something about the way we looked that day
Caught in the act of trying to look away
From the sight of our hands caught in this threshing machine
Do you feel like you've seen anything ever at all?
We took a walk on the Dyson
Walked by the proscenium arches
And paused at the mouth of a rabbit hole
Stared down and wondered how far did it go
Something about the way we talked that day
Caught in the act of trying to look away
From the sight of our hands caught in this threshing machine
Do you feel like you've felt anything ever at all?
Try to imagine us in a house
Try to imagine us in a car
Try to imagine us staying alive
Not just hiding away in this war
Something about the way you look today
Caught in the act of trying to look away
From the sight of your hands caught in this threshing machine
Do you feel like you've done anything?
Do you feel like you've said anything ever at all?
At all
At all
At all
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