Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mika Leonard
Cello
Jager Soss
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elias Shane
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Elias Shane
Producer
Jack Worrell
Engineer
Lyrics
How I love your diction
There's a reason to every line
Gabbing like a greedy politician
Who deep down knows what he's saying's not right
But that's what I dig, you can see through bullshit
And I'll circle and square but there's no getting 'round it
We're like fire as a force
We'll burn right through this forest
We'll burn right through each other
Say it together: Thank me later
Then you'll sulk in the doorway
I'll sit on the floor like a child would
I don't know where the dirt under my nails came from
But I know I stay clean
Seems you've been real perceptive lately
And I admit that's more than I've achieved
Your legs should be fine but you still have to pay for the ambulance
I was called in that day, you said "I've got some news
I've been reading Ishiguro and the Harvard Law Review
I've been building up my stamina, my strategy, my gravitas
And I stood there, confusingly not confused
I replied: "I understand why did these things,
I understand that life can bring some questions to the forefront of your mind
But going crazy isn't the way
We're standing on a king-sized bed
We've got money to last the rest of our lives
And the dialogue kept going for an hour or more
Till our legs collapsed and we realized the taxation of worrying
We faced opposite ways
Vowed to stop counting the days
Realized there's no fun in being miserable and so suddenly we felt okay
(We're two worrisome individuals but I think we'll make it out okay)
One more conversation to have:
Where should we live?
You suggest a humble abode
I called that cheesy and you said that everything is
You hit the spot with that one
Had me feeling some kind of way
Your diction's still dreamy, you know how to get me
We'll feel like some fairytale gaze
Your legs should be fine but you still have to pay for the goddamn ambulance
And I'll come for the ride cause those EMTs are especially masculine
If I get desperate for rhymes, you can rip up my shit and we'll start again
I've come a long way, I can navigate away from the tactlessness
Fifty years from now, we'll have it together while the others are still scrambling
And by that time, the ambulance will be free
We'll realize there's a lot more to this world than you & me
Thus we'll realize we don't need to realize anything
We don't have to care about whatever's not called you & me
Writer(s): Elias Shane
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