"Enough About God" lyrics
When you don't know our right up from upside down!
You laughed yourself out of it
Be real, it's canon now, you were somebody
I'll find you somewhere between
Old thoughts, don't take them the way they used to mean
And yet, it's absurd, forget what you've heard
'Cause you don't know no one but you
And you follow through, whatever you do
Though you don't owe no one but you
Just this day, mama's baby named
There's this place where you hide away and
That's the hole where you put me when it's done
[?] where you are, you're the one
That fucking song, hear the piece and it goes away
And the rest, as it tries to make you whole again
Pining for the summertime
Driving through the hollers all alone
And I miss cigarettes, the way they made us talk so much
And everything is passing through
And maybe I moved further than you all
Or is it distance?
The others don't complain
And it's absurd, forget what you've heard
'Cause you don't know no one but you
And you follow through whatever you do
'Cause you don't owe no one but you
It fits the whole thing inside
Tense up, back down
Blacked out, backed down
Hair out
Here in the throes, take everyone you know
Scatter them across the eastern continent's divide
And just take your time, whatever, don't mind
'Cause you don't owe no one but you
There's still a time for laughs, for rolling in the grass
Pollen-covered clothes to make your eyes a rosy red
And all at once agrees with someone small like me
And tuck your limbs inside yourself and spin to life's delight
I'll find you in this life, I'll hollow out your light
And I'll pray to Nature's grit and muddy water you're alive
And yeah, that's absurd, forget what you've heard
Just talk to mothers, nursing of the little breasts of life
That love is on the ground, that love is actually proud
It's not a simple, kitschy, swollen verse from your hometown
It's still a time to grasp the smaller blades of grass
The flower-covered shoes that track your movements every lap
And yeah, that's absurd, forget what you've heard
Or you won't know cardinal directions from your youth
And I'll find you in that night, and I'll swallow up your blight
And pray to Nature's [?] about the water being blind to you
And yeah, that's absurd, forget what you've heard
'Cause you won't know your best from you
It's still a time for laughs, for fucking in the grass
That forest covered love that makes your beating heart decide
That you don't know our right up from upside down!
You laughed yourself out of it
Be real, it's canon now, you were somebody
I'll find you somewhere between
Old thoughts, don't take them the way they used to mean
And yet, it's absurd, forget what you've heard
'Cause you don't know no one but you
And you follow through, whatever you do
Though you don't owe no one but you
Just this day, mama's baby named
There's this place where you hide away and
That's the hole where you put me when it's done
[?] where you are, you're the one
That fucking song, hear the piece and it goes away
And the rest, as it tries to make you whole again
Pining for the summertime
Driving through the hollers all alone
And I miss cigarettes, the way they made us talk so much
And everything is passing through
And maybe I moved further than you all
Or is it distance?
The others don't complain
And it's absurd, forget what you've heard
'Cause you don't know no one but you
And you follow through whatever you do
'Cause you don't owe no one but you
It fits the whole thing inside
Tense up, back down
Blacked out, backed down
Hair out
Here in the throes, take everyone you know
Scatter them across the eastern continent's divide
And just take your time, whatever, don't mind
'Cause you don't owe no one but you
There's still a time for laughs, for rolling in the grass
Pollen-covered clothes to make your eyes a rosy red
And all at once agrees with someone small like me
And tuck your limbs inside yourself and spin to life's delight
I'll find you in this life, I'll hollow out your light
And I'll pray to Nature's grit and muddy water you're alive
And yeah, that's absurd, forget what you've heard
Just talk to mothers, nursing of the little breasts of life
That love is on the ground, that love is actually proud
It's not a simple, kitschy, swollen verse from your hometown
It's still a time to grasp the smaller blades of grass
The flower-covered shoes that track your movements every lap
And yeah, that's absurd, forget what you've heard
Or you won't know cardinal directions from your youth
And I'll find you in that night, and I'll swallow up your blight
And pray to Nature's [?] about the water being blind to you
And yeah, that's absurd, forget what you've heard
'Cause you won't know your best from you
It's still a time for laughs, for fucking in the grass
That forest covered love that makes your beating heart decide
That you don't know our right up from upside down!
