Lyrics

A girl walking by my window
she couldn’t be more than fourteen
she’s eating her ice cream
it only seems to make her cold

over a decade now has
brought me from the time before
I could have conceived of the
explosions that would bring the sunlight to me
bring the sunlight to me
bring the sunlight to me

pull me pull me into you
on your daddy’s couch
plastic jesus
blue grey clothing
hold our hands and fall in line
oh and I’m never cool
never cool
never never cool
never cool
never cool
never never cool
never cool
never cool
never never cool
never cool
never cool
never never cool enough

enough polished paulist fathers
and their priestly seemings are all far gone now
I don’t believe in books
I believe in sentences

I’m not as angry or afraid
I get hit and I just keep coming
I’m not as angry or afraid
I get hit and I just keep coming
(just keep coming…)
(just keep coming…)
(just keep coming…)
(just keep coming…)
(just keep coming…)
(just keep coming…)