Maritime Paraphernalia
Paraphernalia
This must be what I wanted to do
No way no way no way
Paraphernalia
When you go away
Unknown birds that pray
They just fly far away from here
Tell him that
We were made
On another day, any other day
We spill out like news until were empty of you
In the evening
All the hours that were not used
Are empty, emptied out
Tell him that
We were made
On another day, any other day
We spill out until were empty, empty of you
Before the leaves roll out
Before we called it doubt
Before there was a crowd
Before the world without, it lived
Before the world without it, it lived
