The Windowsill - Jaunt Lyrics

Taste, just a taste of it
Better get used to it
You're looking at the right staircase
Phased, you were dreaming, poking your head
And rolling you around in the bed
You break through, half true
Remind me of the backbone I had once and trashed it bone by bone
Breakin all the ties
Ties, just ties
Maybe it's not so easy living inside their head
You thought I was paying attention
But you were wading through your design

Yet it's not an option
Really rather scream and shout
Thinking about that or you or that I think oh well
I guess I'll take a little time
To put a little bind on my wrist and I'll think about
Well the running of
Running of when I was young
I would run under the sun
And stop, at him
The piano in the corner, and I'd play chords
And my heart sighed
And thrifting through the sequence wasn't kind, you said
He sympathized
He broke my heart
Every little thing
Was a prize
Oh god
I could have died right there
But he didn't take
The time to recognize me
I was throwin verbal accusations in the air air air air air air