The Quiet Life

The longest drives and a desk to write behind Dark wood holds her up from each side And I'm ready to live a quiet life Yeh, I'm ready, she said, to live the quiet life You may shield me from the sky But you don't need to keep my ankles dry Cause this umbrella won't last forever And I'm okay with it I'll start my life when the dust has settled right And I'll flip it up and fill it like a cup We're a dripping mess but we don't need to be the best A relentless storm, I'm now armoured like a bull You may shield me from the sky But you don't need to keep my ankles dry Cause this umbrella won't last forever And I'm okay with it Yeh, I'm okay with it An unfinished line, an artwork built by time A flightless kite, a stagnant satellite I'm an ancient text, a word-of-mouth romance I've seen it all, I know nothing more than this You may shield me from the sky, but you don't need to keep my ankles dry Cause this umbrella won't last forever And I'm okay with it Yeh, I'm okay with it So let it rain down