Up Front How Flies Get Fat
falling from the heights you never even knew you were
afraid of been blinded by the light you didn't even think
you'd ever see have you ever been locked inside an empty
room with all the windows left wide open will you be
landing on the only space that's
being occupied by me listening to everything does wonders
for the deaf ones and searching for the open door has got
no sense of irony and I love it when the flies all die on
windowsills so close to all the air they're falling down
like
all the rain and raindrops never land on me well what's
left for me to say maybe
I'll close my eyes and wait for you to do the same and
maybe then we'll start to understand it all and we'll
fall into everything no one will believe we'll be
everything
