Tidal Waves: Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner

You roll your eyes

To say the least

I'm all alone and I feel

That you can't be a part of this

And now you run for

These empty lights

These empty waves

To fall away

Such empty lies that you would say

(Remove sprockets from the machine)

(Cross wires touch down)

(Lights out put out the fire)

(It's right now it's a white sound)

(It's a transcendental toothache)

(You'll be feeling for miles)

(Be just like a battery might try, might lie)

(While youre breaking the waves)

(Take a break for a second)

(Words don't write themselves)

Can you take this line

And how you run away from this place

Dry your eyes bleedings insane

(Wine, dine)

(Lye and wait for falling bombs)

(Chloride and salt intake)

And I feel such defeat

Such broken lies in your home

And I feel such pain

From those beautiful brown eyes

And you reach for those words

To wait in line

And I feel such deviance leaving you now

(Might try, might lie recent definitions)

(Two in the back)

(Like a bird in flight)

(Son try to fly a kite)

(Son take him by the hand)

(Push him in the sand)

Can you taste this blood

And how you run away from this place

Dry your eyes bleedings insane

(Wine, dine)

(Lye and wait for falling bombs)

(Chloride and salt intake)

And you wait

For this meaning to leave

And you take

So breathe in love

And make this feeling last

Now dry your eyes

(You might have done it, fund it)