Chapter 13: The Hero Appears - The Lawrence Arms

the well went dry

the blood thinned out

i scrapped through

a thousand layers

of paint-like years

the secret’s in conjested grins

i’m trying to find places to breathe now

and if this were a book

i’d call this song the final chapter

and if you read it you’d be laughin'

if it could end right now

the last lines would be my body jolted in and out of stolen soundwaves

the world expands or shrinks

on any given monday

tuesday evening dyes a room blue

friday’s window has it’s own view

and if this were a book

i’d call this song the final chapter

and if you read it you’d be laughin'

if it could end right now

the last lines would be good friend

i loved you

one life to show her

the answers in your ear

she lights her streaming by on stiff necks

connected prayers used to sign off things

keep on counting them

maybe hold your breath

i’m trying to exhale you softly

don’t be so vein

i’m not impressed in past-tense

i don’t do impressions

the blood has dried

(good friend, i loved you)

now i can wash my hands with tears you cried

(one life to show her)

if you could frame this feeling

(good friend, i loved you)

at night it would whisper to me good friend

i loved you

one life to show her

the answers in your ear