Did I hold you back from what made sense
And what comes naturally?
Is it harder here to breathe?
And I knew enough and grew enough
And witnessed holy things
Heavy rain on paper wings
No one here's at fault
The sky is gonna fall if it's gonna fall down
Keep your head up on a swivel and your ashes off the sill
There's a bottle left to kill
And you're wide-awakin' microwavin'
Chills run down your spine
And your blood begins to brine
No one here's at fault
The car is gonna stall if it's gonna stall
Anywhere we are
I can find a way to a nowhere bar
Did I hold you back from what made sense
And what comes naturally?
Is it harder here to breathe?
And I knew enough and grew enough
And witnessed holy things
Heavy rain on paper wings
