«the most i have to say isn’t really that revealing at all»

THE CEMETERY

You don’t wanna be. I don’t wanna see,
baby get your feet on the floor,
shut the door, count to four,
there’s ice on your shoulders.

And I don’t wanna fall face down to the floor
that the tears from the years
that we loved and we messed up,
let’s get older.

Remember the foggy window?
remember lightning and wet clothes?
Remember the house we used to live near the cemetery?

There’s a shadow on the wall
and it’s nine feet tall
and our hearts won’t sink
cos it’s obviously nothing at all.

And in a roundabout way
we can disappear towards the coast,
the most i have to say
isn’t really that revealing at all.

Everyone you forgot,
everything you could need
everybody’s gonna make it to the cemetery,
there’s a fab,
there’s a yick,
there’s a jenny,
there’s a karen
there’s a paul,
there’s a jack,
there’s a denny.

Everyone you forgot,
everything that you need,
everybody’s gonna make it to the cemetery,
there’s a ross,
there’s a neil
there’s a lenny,
there’s an aaron,
there’s a saul,
there’s a trip.
there’s a benny

Whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah, way oh, way oh...
do you remember?

Remember the foggy window?
remember lightning and wet clothes?
Remember the house we used to live near the cemetery?

There’s a shadow on the wall
and it’s nine feet tall
and our hearts won’t sink
cos it’s obviously nothing at all.

And in a roundabout way
we can disappear towards the coast,
the most i have to say
isn’t really that revealing at all.