Dominos - Better Oblivion Community Center, Phoebe Bridgers, Conor Oberst

Can you hear the crickets?

All I hear is crickets

Like a river

Shining through the edges of my sight

The sky is pitch black, dark

Yet somehow really peaceful

At the same time

It gets dark in the morning

Trade sleep for drinks in a bar

I’m sure as hell my breath stinks

Watch it float like smoke in the fog

I can feel a tornado

And it’s shivering up my arms

I’ve been playing dominoes

I’m just trying not to wreck no cars

Putting fear in my nose

And trying to keep up with all my thoughts

If we’re going somewhere, I’m ready

If it’s just dirt, I’m not

I scrape my eye when I touch the sky

And lose a little vision for the man

I can call it in my mind

I don’t want to hold nobody’s hand

I can toss in the morning light

I’ll play dead when I’m buried in the sand

I’m seeing shadows of man a who’s

Homeless, buried and numb

A forecast of forgotten land

I hope it shows up in the setting sun

If we’re going somewhere, I’m ready

Honey, if it’s nowhere, I’m done

I can hear a voice but it’s speaking code

(Poured concrete on top, concrete on top, concrete)

Like I’m talking to strangers on a foreign phone

I can talk to angels when I’m all alone

They take me to a place in the city

And when we’re done they take me home

Can’t find a forest with the singing birds

Instead I’m just a low voice in the crowd

Can’t hear my own voice in this crowd

I get edgy on dark streets

Coming home, I feel my heartbeat

I say I’m stoned for the last time

I do it again and repeat

I’m carpooling to kingdom come

Into the wild purgatory

Experiencing a magic rainbow

All you got to do is follow

And if you’re not feeling ready

There’s always tomorrow

And if you’re not feeling ready

There’s always tomorrow