Futurebirds — Nervous Ground
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Starchild hit the scene a little too high
Riding on a white horse, waving a garbage bag
A young warrior of the scene
Protector of the dream
A late-night trap saying, "Damn! These demos are rad."
Now you're terrified of something new
Like it might bury you
Split that mind in 2
The Life Express is always on its way
You hear no screaming brakes
And you can't look away
Even when it's all just ripping
You can't shake the feeling
That something's missing
Ah-ha
Now you're trying to force a way
To keep all that baggage down
It'd probably be better
Just to let it come unwound
How are you supposed to make moves
When you're talking endless rounds?
How are you gonna raise up your house on nervous ground?
Little small talk atop the gallows
You get that trashcan smile
Starchild's cracking jokes
But his eyes don't lie
He says, "I ain't afraid of nothing, man
I ain't afraid of time!
But if I could just get one more night with the boys
Would that be alright?"
If you spend your days wishing
You were somewhere else
You're gonna look back one day
And see it came true as hell
The Life Express is coming down the line
So, open up those arms
Because, baby, it's right on time
Starchild finds himself all alone
With no one left around to tell, "I told you so."
But you're trying to force a way
To keep all that baggage down
When you know it'd be better
Just to let it come unwound
How are you supposed to make moves
When you're talking endless rounds?
How are you going to raise up your house on nervous ground?
Well, it's time to get your head right
'Cause that baggage you've been dragging just ain't going to let you out
Yeah
You're trying to get your head right
And it'd feel so much better just to let it come unwound
Yeah
You're trying to get your head right
Because the baggage you've been dragging
Man, it's time to set it down
Riding on a white horse, waving a garbage bag
A young warrior of the scene
Protector of the dream
A late-night trap saying, "Damn! These demos are rad."
Now you're terrified of something new
Like it might bury you
Split that mind in 2
The Life Express is always on its way
You hear no screaming brakes
And you can't look away
Even when it's all just ripping
You can't shake the feeling
That something's missing
Ah-ha
Now you're trying to force a way
To keep all that baggage down
It'd probably be better
Just to let it come unwound
How are you supposed to make moves
When you're talking endless rounds?
How are you gonna raise up your house on nervous ground?
Little small talk atop the gallows
You get that trashcan smile
Starchild's cracking jokes
But his eyes don't lie
He says, "I ain't afraid of nothing, man
I ain't afraid of time!
But if I could just get one more night with the boys
Would that be alright?"
If you spend your days wishing
You were somewhere else
You're gonna look back one day
And see it came true as hell
The Life Express is coming down the line
So, open up those arms
Because, baby, it's right on time
Starchild finds himself all alone
With no one left around to tell, "I told you so."
But you're trying to force a way
To keep all that baggage down
When you know it'd be better
Just to let it come unwound
How are you supposed to make moves
When you're talking endless rounds?
How are you going to raise up your house on nervous ground?
Well, it's time to get your head right
'Cause that baggage you've been dragging just ain't going to let you out
Yeah
You're trying to get your head right
And it'd feel so much better just to let it come unwound
Yeah
You're trying to get your head right
Because the baggage you've been dragging
Man, it's time to set it down
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