An explosion goes off in your head
And all your co-workers wind up dead
So for half an hour you sit at your desk
And survey the scene for a living breath
You always come here at the same time
And you always know what’s best
I would have thought by now you’d have escaped somehow
Before your heartbeat gets put to rest
Now let me rest
In a flash of light I was mesmerised by the colours in the sky
A sight to behold was my office space transformed in the blink of an eye
Someone’s been here
They must have escaped while I was fixing my tie
But I feel no pain no panic it’s just another morning spent on fire
Boring
Boring from the extreme
Story after storey
And dream after old dream
It’s hard to admit that you’re feeling scared when you always know what’s best
I would have thought by now you’d have escaped somehow
Before your heartbeat gets put to rest
Now let me rest
I walk through the streets in a haze of black and I contemplate the fear
It’s strange that they gave me the afternoon off when I’ve still got my eyes and my ears
No one’s safe here
The billowing smoke
The oceans of blood and tears
These are the sights and the sounds of the city I live in
I’ll still be here next year
Boring
Boring from the extreme
Story after storey
And dream after old dream
It’s hard to admit that you’re feeling scared when you always know what’s best
I would have thought by now you’d have escaped somehow
Before your heartbeat gets put to rest
Now let me rest
For goodness sake
Start using your brain
Have you nothing to say while your world is ablaze
I’m whistling a song
And nothing is wrong
I’m looking good and feeling strong
Look to the sky
And ask yourself why
It’s minus the outline you saw as a child
At the end of the day
Have you nothing to say
The colours shift and fade to grey
The colours shift and fade to grey
Boring
Boring from the extreme
Story after storey
And dream after old dream
It’s hard to admit that you’re feeling scared when you always know what’s best
I would have thought by now you’d have escaped somehow
Before your heartbeat gets put to rest
Now let me rest
credits
from Transport,
released March 14, 2013
Recorded, mixed, mastered and generally made more bad-ass by Brad Smith.
Co-written with Caleb Cole.
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