What's new, old power?
And how long till we rebuild that tower?
Sit up and stand down
And hurl yourself at a wall over and over
I can't be certain
But I'm told you know if you have one
And I remember January like it was my childhood
And still I hope as fog rolls in
That you're still visible and own your mind
Limbs
A dove obscures the city lights
A tanker screams a lullaby
Fear comes in waves impossible to ride
And even for a country boy like I
The clouds squeeze a little too tight
And push me into a bright night
Always a pallbearer, never a bride
Now I'm grateful for the dog and the staples in the Metro's spine
The scorpion in my lunchbox crawled so far
To join February's teeth in puncturing the dark
And still I hope as fog rolls in
That you're still visible and own your mind
Limbs
Body
Spirit
A dove obscures the city lights
A tanker screams a lullaby
Fear comes in waves impossible to ride
And even for a country boy like I
The clouds squeeze a little too tight
And push me into a bright night
A dove obscures the city lights
A dove obscures the city lights
A dove obscures the city lights
A dove obscures the city lights
A dove obscures the city lights
A dove obscures the city lights
