Right when the blizzard ends, they throw a fucking huge parade
A great excuse for celebration of the mess they've made
But then when the streets get flooded, we know what proximity's worth
'cause we're already here, in the same place when our phones don't work
So then we lie down in our field and just do nothing at all
And i'm getting ready for when everything is wonderful
For just a couple pairs of broken bones with broken feathers in blood
In a meadow, uncut and understood
We can be an island apart from a ceaseless war on our heart
Harbored in a fortress insurmountable
Taller than affliction,
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