Softening from Pretenderness by Your Ex's Pets
Tracklist
| 3. | Softening | 4:20 |
Lyrics
calls himself the architect but i see a maladjusted adolescent
in an adult’s business suit and mortgages
prays when he goes to bed & laughs when he reads his paper
it’s there for comfort when he starts to alienate the neighbors
the kids complain too much, their idle hands they cannot stand
to just be grateful and accept all of the good creator’s plans
i don’t think it’s right - i clench my fists, unfit to fight
where has your good news gone? ‘cause i can’t sleep without a night light
the wind howls & sirens make me uptight
i cannot sleep because
the plot is thickening
or am i softening?
the lights keep flickering
but no one sees them
my self-awareness slips, i don’t know why you bother
maybe i got it from my stubborn aunt or great grandfather
was he the architect of all his life’s disasters?
raised by religious folks - nuns, ushers, altar boys & pastors
maybe i could be an architect, tracing the lines, unpacking rooms
till i am swallowed by my mess, outnumbered by my heirlooms
i never learned to organize my thoughts and pack them all into the days
i am afraid to hear bad news over a phone call
startled awake by quiet footfall
i am afraid because
the plot is thickening
or am i softening?
the lights keep flickering
but no one sees them
the plot is thickening
the world’s not softening
i feel a quickening
a deadly season
