Far Bury White
To resurrect ourselves, we disembowel our saints We never underestimate the destructive power of change We find another way We dream up stupid shit to while away our days There's time for everything We're always searching for what's wrong We dance around the wire a bunch of piranhas We dress ourselves in words armed and overheard We're always searching for what's wrong No! Never! It's all gone now! No! Never! It's all wrong in my heart (soothe me, lover -- left me nowhere)
