We stared out the window by the hall
And listened to the rain drum its patterns
And we traded all our confessions
Then you told me to listen to you well
That givers draw the lines
'Cause the takers never will
Or they wouldn't be takers
But don't mind me
I'm adrift in my sea
Want to stay
Want to leave
Treat this house
Like a shipwreck on ivory shores
The flowers we lay across the graves
Probably wanted to live just the same
A ghastly trade
Pain for pain
And the people we dreamed we'd be
They didn't dream of us
Dust to dust
Pour one out
For the roads never travelled
Don't mind me
I'm adrift in my seat
Shaky hands
Twitchy feet
Treat this house
Like a shipwreck on ivory shores
Like the ocean's just beyond the front door
If I open it up
It'll swallow us whole
Just like it did before
