He is in the kitchen eating something I cannot remember
I am by the key hook, sweating, looking for my bag of feathers
Is this when you say you're dreaming what it's like, or is it better?
He is in the kitchen, heavy, solid like a marble pillar
Sting my leg where he was standing, wish there was a lucky reason
Twitching when the venom hits on Henry, steps a whole new season
New and old is all imagined, you can watch it in the pictures
I met picture girl, she's pretty, no one dared to contradict her
Go back to the city if you wanna be alive
Go back to the city if you wanna be alive
Go back to the city if you wanna be alive
Watching footage of tornadoes in a state they've never seen
Do they wonder where they're going? Are they sorry? Are they mean?
I was mean when I was younger, so is now what I deserve?
I was also always hungry into reading foreign words
Go back to the city if you wanna be alive
Go back to the city if you wanna be alive
Go back to the city if you wanna be alive
Go back to the city if you wanna be alive
The order of things, a song in a room
A boy in a room, a song in my head
The red heat of summer like waves in the dark
I cry at the ocean, it swallows the spark
The order of things (The order of things), a song in a room (A song in a room)
A boy in a room (A boy in a room), and a song in my head (A song in my head)
The red heat of summer (The red heat of summer) like waves in the dark (Waves in the dark)
Cry at the ocean (Cry at the ocean), it swallows the spark (It swallows the spark)
Go back to the city if you wanna be alive
(The order of things, a song in a room)
July 32nd, then I'll really hit my stride
(A boy in a room, a song in my head)
Go back to the city, to the pretty, to the lines
(The red heat of summer like waves in the dark)
Go back to the city if you wanna be alive
(Cry at the ocean, it swallows the spark, swallows the spark, swallows the spark)
Go back to the city if you wanna be alive
