Snow fell upon your house
I hope it covers the earth, hope it blocks the sun out
And I’ll sleep and dream about the last time that I wasn’t so tired
Man, everyone moves so fast
As dust begins to build across the window sill
The light, it bends and it refracts
It ushers the dawn through the blinds emphasizing the fact
That today is run-off and rain
Forever coming and going down some other fucking drain
(Well, I heard)
We’re lost in the passing of time
We’re hung out to dry
(You're in-between jobs)
I couldn’t feel more indifferent
(You're in-between beds)
The pilot light is out
(You're in-between saviours)
I’m having my doubts
There’s no escaping the basement