Tangents by Abram Shook Lyrics

Creatures on the street we roam
The red light down the alley set the tone
A dreadnought for the rain
We'll be drowning in the parlor on our own
Afterwards you'll slam the door
Well I just don't think I love you anymore
But you should understand I am always gonna be there when you land

We could walk back home through the ninth
Got the world slowly turning on the sharpest knife
I don't feel like driving
You don't seem to mind

I could let you turn me on
But I just got a message from the Gods
Saying, "nothing that you ever believe is gonna come to really mean anything"
Now you say that you've been traveling
All the pain you're in unraveling
I put your post card in a box in a carry-on

Where in the world you wake up
Feels like a lifetime ago
The streets you roam
They might be lonely, but you're not alone
We could walk back home through the ninth
Got the world slowly turning on the sharpest knife
I don't feel like driving
You don't seem to mind