Westwork - In the Nostalgia Room Lyrics

In this life there's no control
No connection soul to soul
Take off for the month of May
Live a story, seize the day

Headset leaves a crimson mark
Down into the inner dark
Camera angles all sublime
Soft and subtle sound design

A garden full of spiderwebs
Thornful roses, careful where you tread
A ghost ship dream of prisoners
Those nasty, nightly visitors

Sad melody, oh mournful tune
An open road to a thousand moons
A sinful laugh, a photograph
None plus none does not equal one
Do the math
Do the math

The timing of chemistry
Is a marvelous thing to see
Endless, numb, what need is there
To break this moment and come up for air?

I can live
I can live inside this song
I can live
I can live inside this song
But only for awhile
But only for awhile
Only for awhile
Only for awhile