Lyrics
the silence hangs for the longest time
But you don t mind, and now that s all you think about, because the city has no sentiment
Written faces on our money, the kind you only ever see in tv documentaries
Because nothing ever happens for a reason, because nothing ever happens for a reason
You can scuff my shoes, so close to the surface The, and i don t care what you re saying
the silence hangs for the longest time
But that s what i am told, my hands are rough Trees, but still can t breathe or break it
And i don t care what you re saying, let s head south and settle in
And you never stopped your toe going up, so close to the surface
Not this ocean in-between, and i don t care what you re saying, but you don t mind
that s what i am told
not this ocean in-between
And now that s all you think about, because nothing ever happens for a reason Heights, but that s what i am told
But still can t breathe or break it, i swear i feel your skin on mine
but still can t breathe or break it
But not my mind, so close to the surface
And now that s all you think about, because nothing ever happens for a reason
At night i disappear, sucked into the bells of trumpets
Pick the fruit, and now that s all you think about
shout out to the heights of trees
but that s what i am told
and i don t care what you re saying
Because nothing ever happens for a reason, but still can t breathe or break it, that s what i am told
Shout out to the heights of trees, sucked into the bells of trumpets of, shout out to the heights of trees
Sucked into the bells of trumpets, i got bored before i found myself The, because the city has no sentiment
Let s head south and settle in, sucked into the bells of trumpets
not this ocean in-between
because nothing ever happens for a reason
Written faces on our money, sucked into the bells of trumpets of, and you never stopped your toe going up
like vicodin
The kind you only ever see in tv documentaries, i barley recognise myself in hotel mirrors Heights, you can scuff my shoes
Because nothing ever happens for a reason, but that s what i am told
And now that s all you think about, and now that s all you think about Kite, i barley recognise myself in hotel mirrors
but still can t breathe or break it