As Kites Fly By Pylons

[Verse 1]

She said

"I love you in the same way that I love a first guitar

I know you′re useless but you'll always be in my heart"

Then with a little half-smile

That could have been misinterpreted as a smirk

She downed her drink

She left no tip

And then she headed for the bar

Oh-Woah-Woah-Woah

[Verse 2]

Suddenly the suit he wore

Made him look like a child in his father′s clothes

And suddenly the way he walked

Made him well aware of his posturе

As he headed homе alone

And suddenly all eyes on him

Felt like they were burning through his skin

Oh no

And suddenly he was half the man

That he thought he was half an hour ago

[Verse 3]

He's writing in silence as if there's a meaning

Like hearing this shit will elicit a feeling

Respiratory systems tighten as kites fly by pylons

Lines deepen

A sheep who bleats in protest is still bleating

What are we if not our thoughts?

He′s falling short

But nevertheless he aims

To impress the faceless mess

Stress when he regresses

To the little lamb he always was

With wool around his eyes

[Outro]

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