Irrelevant Noise

Well i feel we're tourists here

And i fear | that we'll bear the brunt of | a lot of ignorant fools

I'll lose | my way through these fields of | my formative years

I said cheers for all of your | lectures on the one true cause

As i vague my way | through the blue abandoned pause

Honey there's a way to your words | and it burns | all the skin from my bones

And lightning out of my eyes | starts fires | on stars, turn them all off

My formative years | are just spent here making all this

Irrelevant noise

As it disappears | in the blue abandoned pause

Falling on my head

And this coat in my arms | belongs to the ones i wish to | warm in my heart

I'll start with you | put it on my dear

And these wasted years i fear | we'll bear no children

And all the fruit of our loins will spread | like dust through this dust bowl of | my formative years

Are just spent here listening to your | irrelevant lies

As they make their way | through a blue abandoned sky

Falling on my head

Sky

Falling on my head