Face-Gravity - Arms

The sound of fingers

Scratching slow behind the wall

You tried to hold me closer so

I wouldn’t heed the call

They’re on our doorstep

Peaking grinning through the blinds

We’ll never wear our skeletons right

We kept our closets locked and tight

Any day now

With the flame of the sun in the south

We’ll take our paces, have it out

The lives of others

With their short hairs entwined

They keep our eyes a-cornered with crows

They make the sirens sing and sigh

Any day now

We’ll comb our grey hairs aside

We’re nervous kids who twitch in time

We’re phantom limbs that itch at night

Any day now

When the weight comes a tumbling down

We’ll skin our knees and beat the ground

Sing it so soft

Clutching hope like a corner of cloth

And now i know your peaks and troughs

And the stains that’ll never come off

Just leave it alone

You’ll never save a sailing soul

Such a long face

With a pull like a body in space

The pieces falling into place

Then it came down

With a low, undeniable sound

We’ll go down easy, paint the town

We deserve everything that we found