Guns For Planes

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lyrics

Chorus:
When I was little all I wanted was a big big gun
so I never had to settle on a target
Then I figured I could dip my feather in the sun
and write a letter to the genie in my pocket
that said I wish I had 99 lives
or at least a little more time with this one
I want permission to feel okay
with the way that my lungs burn straight through the winter

Verse:
Lock up the wild thoughts and tie ‘em up in a cell
Tell me it’s just as well I should leave ‘em alone/
If I gave ‘em a home or even a spare measure of space/
they might take to the message’s drone that it’s fine now/
May even like it better this way ‘ with the light’s out
I can see the hand on their faces
saying I wish I knew the settler’s name/
when I sent my only blanket to his grave as a statement
Got sick with the allegory
built this mosh pit with a slick twist on a sad story
bad for me to think right?/
best if I se-date
while I’m asleep
you slip the poison on my plate
I don’t wanna eat this
and I don’t like you
So leave me alone
Sometimes I think I could bite you
You seem to know me
or at least what my name is
But I don’t even have a name for you

Chorus:
When I was little all I wanted was a big big gun
so I never had to settle on a target
Then I figured I could dip my feather in the sun
and write a letter to the genie in my pocket
that said I wish I had 99 lives
or at least a little more time with this one
I want permission to feel okay
with the way that my lungs burn straight through the winter


Verse:
I spend my days looking for paper planes folded in glass bottles
I’ll die a hypocrite if I don’t let one fly tomorrow
Been infinite for a minute now I don’t have to fake it
Found escape in all the right places
Man you are sacred
Tombstone epitaph running fast in and outta Babylon/
Woman you are kin to god ‘ Both of us are Indigo/
Never listen otherwise ‘ We’re the ones that see the fingerprints on a silver sky/
Oh I hope you know what you are doing to me
Chewing the ropes ‘ I’m starting to see some beautiful things
Tap your feet two times for no/
Or one times for leave me alone inside of this blindfold

When I was little all I wanted was a big big gun

credits

from Theft of the Commons, released April 29, 2011

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