Cruel and Clumsy - Chris Pureka
You've been low
You've been thinking about the last time
But I know
There's still a window that leads outside
Sweet air through the summer screen
Tall grass and warm stones
Where are you today
'Cause you're missing it all
You were twisting the lens
But it never stayed in focus
So you laid on your bed
And just lost track of the seasons
And now you know the feel of cold steel to temple
And you know the feel of razor to wrist
And you're lost in a room
That rocks back and forth like a ship deck
Sweet air through the summer screen
Tall grass and warm stones
Where are you today
'Cause you're missing it all
But we never explain
Why we treasure our secrets
How we're in love with our sadness sometimes
But you wanted something you saw in the sunset
So don't you leave her 'til you know what it is
And let's turn to the west
And let's turn up the music
And let's hope it's always as good as this
Life is cruel and it's clumsy
(but we never explain)
I wish I could say that it's better than that
(why we treasure our secrets)
But this is our time
(how we're in love with our sadness sometimes)
This is all that we have 'til we turn out the lights
Life is cruel and it's clumsy save its very best moments
(but we never explain)
I wish I could say that it's better than that
(why we treasure our secrets)
But this our time
(how we're in love with our sadness sometimes)
This is all that we have 'til we turn out the lights
