Adore by Matt Whipkey Lyrics

All his life he thought he'd find
Every box a prize inside
Decoder rings, green glass dice
Forever lost between back seats
And disposability
Believed that was all he'd need

He was so damn sure

On a January night
Beneath the [?] light
A swivel chair she faced aside
Turned around like the movies
Slow and deadly
Let him know she's a lady

Not just for
His time of war
But to adore
Adore
He said what's a sweetheart like you doing
Amongst the living ruins
She walked [?], liked to prove it
All mad and knee high boots
Boston to Baton Rouge
On the hunt for living proof

Made their way
Across the floor
A fence, four walls
To adore
Adore

Gather round the crowd
In from out of town
Send them off to space
Watch the rock get [?] fenced

Can see them now on a northern field
Reading fast they help conceal
Every doubt [?]
But when you love the losing kind
That's just a frame of mind
To adapt and [?]

It's a tent
Being torn
Not for long
In the storm
Anymore
Anymore
Did they let you down
[?] found the ground
Or up to outer space
They watched the rocket burst
Into flames

Every night she comes in dreams
He said, every day it's one more thing
That you can't quite conceive
I mean, what the hell happened man
We thought forever meant
A little more than [?]

Winter storms
Are far worse
Up north
Just a [?]
Full of [?]
Silky [?]
You keep [?]
[?]
Adore
Adore
Adore
Adore
Adore