I think we got in their heads When we pinned ourselves to the earth When you said, “We’re lonely enough to be dead Even to be born”
I was like, “I like dark But that was, like, too dark Let’s stay on top of the world And not pin ourselves to the earth Yeah”
Those who mourn are blessed Those who mourn can love And make music of their language Just to hear the sound again Yeah
I think we got in their heads When we pinned ourselves to the earth When you said, “We’re lonely enough to be dead And even to be born” Yeah Even to be born Yeah
