Up on the trees thanks and prayers
Phrases leash from hairy grips to the desk
And that's my weekend, and that's my only regret
Interrupted webs of predicted text
From the deep end, I guess that's just how I'm needed
Keeps weighing the count bag that it's loading on
Keep loading the more shelve to know, face the end
Bank on apocalypse
Bank on
Apologies
Our apologies
Apologies
No apologies
I see your loneliness (I see your loneliness)
I see an up-do mess (I see an up-do mess)
Better to tell lips emotion
Banking to show up the sound
Banks out of stock of the granite
Banks out of concrete and gold
Like that old apocalypse
Bank on
But then you say the word
Then the stardust comes to us all
Though the words themselves are ornamental
It's hope that solves the day
At least that's how I pray
And from hope what's the details sleeps
Find in the embers, harp's in the feathers
They are the messengers of the Gods
Apologies
Our apologies
Apologies
No apologies
Apologies
Tulips in motion
Our apologies
Who can better Babylon
Apologies
Finds in the embers
No apologies
Now that I'm fainting, I'll better to call on the phone call
