Matt Pond PA

Riser two

Matt Pond PA


bargain sight and the clumsy way of thinking 
was there ever intuition i'm lost thinking of fires to suburban desires 
tied too tight are the slings for all the sorrows 
will you wait until tomorrow to tell all of your lies 
so that i might be there with you 

false alarms of the memory i'd forgotten 
of the stores that i've been lost in 
there are pills for the fear so that i might wake up with you 
i want to be there when you come to 
in surprises are the answers and when silence breaks 
I will admire the bones and the bareness of the truth 

every night there are charms to mask the terrors 
could be all our thoughts are errors 
hope that you're tired so that I just might see through you 
I want to be there when you come to 
in surprises are the answers and when silence breaks 
I will admire the bones and the fairness of the truth 
I want to be there when you come to no more armed response desire and when silence breaks 
I will admire the bones and the bareness of the truth