Really Really Light

I am blurry on this here particular scene,
More like a radio static, it’s a noise in between

How many lives have you pulled from the air,
You’re not seeing ’em now but they’re all more or less there, yeah

What were the odds on this bait and the switch,
Knowing your choice was the pantheon or the ditch

Slept on my chance, and I’ll do it again,
Now my arm is asleep, not done shaking it awake yet

We sit around and talk about the weather, my heart just like a feather,
Really really light

I am blurry on this here particular scene,
That I’m trying to paint, if you’d sit still for me

Paid off all the vultures up in the air,
I’m not seeing them so we must be more or less square now

We sit around and talk about the weather, my heart just like a feather
Really really light

Really really light

We sit around and talk about the weather, my heart just like a feather
Really really light