Is it even true
And where is it all leading to
My short sight is good at stealing views
And leaving truths appear as lies
Like eaten fruits
I'm so numb I can't believe the news
Stirring thoughts reheated soups
Counting breathes in 3s and 2s
Is it even true?
Why do I limp before I've lost a leg
Fear grips the hostage head, death
My fostered friend
What's the end?
My worn answers get washed
Like the socks I've lost again
Slow down
Oh how I wish there was time!
The days falling high like a water slide
And as I form my sight to hoard the light,
I often forget to call goodbye
I try and store the sights
But before I know the roses
It's autumn time
But I saw you cry
Do I really need answers or an open hand?
Do I need a zeus or a broken man?
My mind steers like a loaded van
Taking garden shears to holy lands, but inside my trojan plans
Do I know who I am?
Reflections strengthen as darkness grows
And so often in my party clothes it hardly shows
But as my imaginary friends start to go
I park the boat long enough to become
The only one my Father knows
Please calm the ghosts
I see them inside the glass
I close my eyes like it's the last
A spear head in my side as I fight the past
Sinking sodden in clovered fields
Dying under horses and roman shields
I can see this moment for how I will
Statue Still
And as days fold out like paper chains
I wait, I wait, I wait in vain
To see your gorgeous face again
Joel Baker - Paperchains Lyrics
Joel Baker - Paperchains Lyrics
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Is it even true
And where is it all leading to
My short sight is good at stealing views
And leaving truths appear as lies
Like eaten fruits
I'm so numb I can't believe the news
Stirring thoughts reheated soups
Counting breathes in 3s and 2s
Is it even true?
Why do I limp before I've lost a leg
Fear grips the hostage head, death
My fostered friend
What's the end?
My worn answers get washed
Like the socks I've lost again
Slow down
Oh how I wish there was time!
The days falling high like a water slide
And as I form my sight to hoard the light,
I often forget to call goodbye
I try and store the sights
But before I know the roses
It's autumn time
But I saw you cry
Do I really need answers or an open hand?
Do I need a zeus or a broken man?
My mind steers like a loaded van
Taking garden shears to holy lands, but inside my trojan plans
Do I know who I am?
Reflections strengthen as darkness grows
And so often in my party clothes it hardly shows
But as my imaginary friends start to go
I park the boat long enough to become
The only one my Father knows
Please calm the ghosts
I see them inside the glass
I close my eyes like it's the last
A spear head in my side as I fight the past
Sinking sodden in clovered fields
Dying under horses and roman shields
I can see this moment for how I will
Statue Still
And as days fold out like paper chains
I wait, I wait, I wait in vain
To see your gorgeous face again
And where is it all leading to
My short sight is good at stealing views
And leaving truths appear as lies
Like eaten fruits
I'm so numb I can't believe the news
Stirring thoughts reheated soups
Counting breathes in 3s and 2s
Is it even true?
Why do I limp before I've lost a leg
Fear grips the hostage head, death
My fostered friend
What's the end?
My worn answers get washed
Like the socks I've lost again
Slow down
Oh how I wish there was time!
The days falling high like a water slide
And as I form my sight to hoard the light,
I often forget to call goodbye
I try and store the sights
But before I know the roses
It's autumn time
But I saw you cry
Do I really need answers or an open hand?
Do I need a zeus or a broken man?
My mind steers like a loaded van
Taking garden shears to holy lands, but inside my trojan plans
Do I know who I am?
Reflections strengthen as darkness grows
And so often in my party clothes it hardly shows
But as my imaginary friends start to go
I park the boat long enough to become
The only one my Father knows
Please calm the ghosts
I see them inside the glass
I close my eyes like it's the last
A spear head in my side as I fight the past
Sinking sodden in clovered fields
Dying under horses and roman shields
I can see this moment for how I will
Statue Still
And as days fold out like paper chains
I wait, I wait, I wait in vain
To see your gorgeous face again
Writer: Joel Baker
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.