Pearl

We begin with singletons, sages, and the onionskin on
 Those of heartbeat back the buried sunshine
 Yea that's how it is.
 Aggressive summers, broken windows silence
 Breaks the coming thunder.
 Aren't we silly filled with hope and bandages?
 Chorus:
 All our lives in pearls.
 And all our afternoons sitting on setting suns.
 If there's really nothing going wrong.
 There's really nothing going on.
 We have eyes of stealing will, we are born
 To kill and we will.
 All our muscles ruffled feathers are fear
 Here completely. it beats me, keeps me and leaves me like a love.
 Aren't we silly filled with hope and bandages.
 Chorus
 You and me and everyone and everyone we know knows
 It's done.
 Aren't we silly filled with hope and bandages
 Cant's are filled with walls.