Steinborgium
InvalidsThere was a place back home
We all went to find what we’d lost
Let the table and its chairs
All lean the way they will
We lean the way we
Will most easily
Let ourselves fall
Headlong, it showed to us there
Long over the ground
Cracks in the windows
Cracks in the street
The line in the sand
Last night you dreamt you were holding something
But it wasn’t holding back
Last night you would ever let something like it
Fool you ever again
Wanted separate eyes for the little things you could barely see
Wanted separate strength cause your tired set of lungs could barely breathe
Drifting off to sleep
And when you timed how long it takes for it to finally make a difference
And it’s not your fault (did you see the ending?)
It was faster just to learn you wasted your time
(coming by now)
When you waited for the net below to save you
And it’s not your fault (it’s completely empty)
Cause we held it high but didn’t pull tight enough
And by that time you couldn’t raise your arms to brace yourself the right way
You’re right, it was all our fault
And you may have lost the war, but still fight losing battles
When we felt the room was burning down around us
You’re right, it was all our fault
Swollen heads and muscles
We let it fill our lungs without a struggle
Could you write us all about it
Still knowing how it sounded?
We admitted we knew nothing
Fell headlong, the ground was closer than we knew
We treated a separate set of palms