Plum - Wand

I can’t believe

That you turned it on yourself

And you made things so much worse than they ever could be

What are you gonna leave to me?

And you deflate

Like a balloon on a lake

Like a swollen tiger combing the swamp for debris

All that you see in me

We get thin like old kings

Who have lived for far too long

'Til our empires fall over on horses and feet

Frozen until the spring

I can’t believe

That the money was not real

That the promises we keep are no worse than the lies

Nobody wants to believe

[Verse 3: Cory Hanson and

Sofia Arreguin

And I can’t believe

Stay close and warm

That the language we both speak

Let the assignment turn you on

Wasn’t given or created by you or by me

We won’t hold our lights to shield your eyes from the dark

All we express and seem

Shadow we all came from

And you can scream

Fold both your arms

'Til your face turns to a plum

Fall back asleep but watch the clock

An old rotten knot of feathers that used to be wings

See an image of this song burn like a coat

And other useless dreams

What will the world become?