Pan and Broom

Out of the blue
Saw you fall down the stairs, it was me pushing you
Innocence
Tell me the truth
Is that blood on your hands
Or just chocolate and fruit?
Mmmhmm
That isn’t what I heard
This world went down in flames and man-made caves
An island of lepers
That’s no kind of place to stay
Came into view
I just fly through the light
Like the dust in the room
Reminisce
Walk through the zoo
And I sweep up my dreams
With a pan and a broom
Mmmhmm
Not sure what comes after
Life just went down a drain of rainy days
Way up in the rafters
I float where the organ fades
If it’s not all that important, then
Why make a fuss at all?
Just whistle a tune
While you’re digging a grave
On a hot afternoon
Happiness
Left here too soon
With a map and a bag
On a plane to Tulum
Mmmhmm
Best medicine’s laughter
What a practical joke we have to play
Let’s wait for the rapture
Man, the phone banks were talking snakes
If it’s not all that important, then
Why make a fuss at all?