Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamie Andrew
Songwriter
Lyrics
Over there, that's where the birds used to be
Past those taxidermy trees
Do you fear of fright?
Do you know?
I used to be happy all alone, now I'm so lost
Ain't that something new
I guess that's something new
In the future I see trees with plastic bag leaves
As you decide to pull the plug on the ocean
You take a step inside for fresh air and act like
It's a part of God's great plan
Over there that's where the hills used to breathe
Now submerged in plastic seas
Do your thoughts contort?
Do you know?
I used to feel a lack of spite alone
Now I'm so lost
Ain't that something new
I guess that's something new
In the present I see the world plagued with disease
All you give a fuck about is the economy
You take a step inside for fresh air and act like
It's a part of God'd great plan
Don't follow your intuition
If it's to monetise you superstition
You know how it goes
Misery in condition for growth
The gardener at the funeral parlour
Has far too much on his mind to harbour
You know how it goes
Misery in condition for growth
Writer(s): Jamie Andrew
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