Getting started young, Giving summers up
All our future ghosts living in our guts
Learning how to start fires just for us
I miss you like I miss the coast
To rely on
Watching the sun come up through the holes in the ceiling
Tired eyes looking for kinder lights, riffling through tired sky
Watching the sun come up through the holes in the ceiling
Learn by giving upstanding profiteers
Language too corrupt, message too severe
And does it come as a comfort that we will carry on
The panic will subside, oh on hollow ground
But the ache it never does something to rely on
Watching the sun come up through the holes in the ceiling
Tired eyes looking for kinder lights, riffling through tired sky
Watching the sun come up through the holes in the ceiling
Don't ask me about the hours that I keep
Ohio, remember me
Was I in love with you Was I clear enough
I miss you like I miss the coast to rely on
Tear it down, baby, back it up
Figure out what's enough for us
When you can't lawyer up the holes in the ceiling