Racing Stripes

Every voice in the house is like radiator rattling
The heaviness of these hours stacked up
Making piles and piles
We got ourselves to the top of the hill
We used to love it up here
But even the cats are crying out
It’s like they understand
And you can read between the lines of my racing stripes
What good is a life alone in paradise
So sweet were the days
A calm coverd it
But cheap thrills and chemical cloud
Don’t make it right again
I found a crack in th sky today
I think that it’s happening now
It’s all tin cans and window frames
And i’m the lucky one
And you can read between the lines of my racing stripes
What good is a life alone in paradise