"Up Times" lyrics

It's lukewarm
You turn on the tap, oh, and let it run
You're scrubbing the glass of the soap scum
But really, you're just moving it around
And I'm all for a kick in the back if it picks me up
For shattering glass with a diamond
For boiling water and burning us down

I've been stuck
Maybe now I'll start moving
You're calling for the car
I'll run
But maybe I won't stop moving
It hasn't been enough
I'm numb
And I'd rather feel too much
Love turns up, turns up, turns

And the sudden ends tend to hook in my stomach
Like parasites overstaying their welcome
On Sunday nights, it's the quickest cuts bleeding so slow
And it's everything, or the lack of it
It's the open space, the stillness
It's the sharpest edge, it's the days with nowhere to go

I've been stuck
Maybe now I'll start moving
You're calling for the car
I'll run
But maybe I won't stop moving
It hasn't been enough
I'm numb
And I'd rather feel too much
Love turns up, turns up, turns

And this will pass, this will pass
Just like all of the things
I would lie on that
This will pass, pass

I've been stuck
Maybe now I'll start moving
Been ready for a while, get up
Maybe I won't stop moving
It hasn't been enough
For once
I would rather feel too much
Love turns up, turns up, turns