Your Gravest Words

Your Gravest Words

Lawrence Arms (The)
(album: Apathy And Exhaustion)

All these words trip over cracks in the sidewalks.
Uptown, one year. I´m distantly distressed.
I´m finally coming close to ghost.
I´m dancing on your gravest words.
I´m toasting all the coldest stares.
All the loneliest of eyes.

I am a satellite, never getting signals right.
You are a constellation.
I can barely make you out tonight.
The city lights are burning too bright.

I cut and paste these sections of maps into my days.
Sunspots. Almost feverish. Can you feel me shivering?
I´m finally breaking out of orbit.
I´m clinging to your finest words.
I´m draining all the angry glares.
All that´s building up inside.

I am a satellite, never getting signals right.
You are a constellation.
I can barely make you out tonight.
The city lights are burning too bright.

And the dreamers walk slowly through the crowds
Nothing can stop us now.

I am a satellite, never getting signals right.
You are a constellation.
I can barely make you out tonight.
The city lights are burning too bright.