Young Jesus – Storm lyrics

Back in ninety-five
Mom and dad were screaming
And you were leaving
Out the back door of your mind

You said you're reading signs
You ask "what kind of dreaming
Leads you down rabbit holes
Where rabbits die?"

So then we made a pact
You taught me mathematics
And it was my job
Just to make you laugh
To tie some
Strings around our
Hands and every little
Landscape breaks apart

(Instrumental)

Ten years later
At the Holiday Inn breakfast
I started crying
Oh man I was surprised

I called and said "I'm sick"
I said "this is it
I inherited something
I can't deny."

You said "maybe you did
You gotta deal with it"
You will lean on me
When you're losing sleep
I'll lean on you
When I have those dreams
That every little
Landscape breaks apart

Breaks apart
Breaks apart

Breaks apart
Breaks apart
Breaks apart
Breaks apart
Breaks apart
Breaks apart

Yeah some things they come together
Yeah some things don't always get so dark
Yeah some things they come together
Is there a way to fix up the ground
Make it come together
Make some things never get so dark
Yeah some things they come together
Is there a way to fix up the ground
To the way it was
To write Eloise
In the dust
To be everything
All at once
To be everything
To everyone

Well I don't quite want
To make it work
In every doctor
There's an urge to hurt
In every glass of water
There's a speck of dirt
In every cobweb
Something lies inert

Well I don't quite want
To make it work
Well I don't quite want
To make it work
Well I don't quite want
To make it work
Well I don't quite want
To make it work

So here I am now
In this dirty shirt
I'm cooking dinner
In this dirty shirt
Thinking "is this existence
In this dirty shirt?"
Yeah is this existing
I'm gonna make it work