nyc - bomethius lyrics
safety card reads the booklet
in the hands of the attendant at the back
lost in a trance
the muddled words
hiss through the overheads
landed in new york city
on the train as many blocks as we could
yes there’s trash in the road
but you look so pretty
as the sun’s going down
why aren’t the brushes on display
holy wands with their bristles
cracked and stained
and worn away handles with their crusted mess of paint
seeking solace together
tho i wish we’d spent better days in thе past
but we have each othеr now
which makes all this sh*t smell a bit better
on the phone as we laugh
i floated through the museum
and i laughed at the prices on the shelves
looked every painting in the eyes
they all felt so heavy
found some peace outside
why aren’t the brushes on display
holy wands with their bristles
cracked and stained
and worn away handles with their crusted mess of paint
boarding will begin in 15 minutes
when i asked, the nice lady said “the liquor’s on me”
too tall to sleep in these chairs
but we’re just so happy
to be home as we land
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