Not One More Word Tonight between Here And There we'll Put A Distance The Size Of The Ocean so Now This Heart Can Beat A Skipping Rhythm
as The Cadence Carries Me i Almost Drift Away far Enough To Forget that When It Comes You Cannot Hesitate
and When Found i Will Write An Account and Seal It In An Envelope, Addressed to Your Last Known Residence
and We Sink, And We Drown and What Is Lost Can Never Be Found well These Arms Did Swim Until The Lungs Pulled In the Panic Was Lost In A Deep Understanding
that You Will See What Is Wrong With Everything what Is Wrong With You And Me they Make All The Right Reasons To Fuck It Up you're Gonna Fuck It Up