Slips - The Weeks

They built a world inside their heads

Said they could float just above their beds

No, there’s no curtains, no strings attached

You’ll never know if you have to ask

Slips through my fingers, let her fall

Soak up like rain

Trust he’s the one with the fevered head

Said say your prayers, then go back to bed

She stared at stars, tried to soak them up

Crept out my window and she said good luck

Slips through my fingers, let her fall

Soak up like rain

Or we could

Watch it all fade away

Bigger parts, ysterday

State your claim on this place

I watchd the buildings change

Grind away, holding on

Pipes and plates

Wake back up and be changed

Filled with resilience and haunted hands

He led his nightmares like marching bands

Haven’t met a bad dream I’m scared of yet

I’ve never seen what’s inside your head

Slips through my fingers, let her fall

Soak up like rain

Or we could

Watch it all fade away

Bigger parts, yesterday

State your claim on this place

I watched the buildings change

Grind away, holding on

Pipes and plates

Wake back up and be changed

Bless your heart, bless your soul

Losing grip, lose control

Kiss my hands, kiss my feet

More to us than bones and meat

Bless your heart, bless your soul

Losing grip, lose control

Kiss my hands, kiss my feet

More to us than bones and meat

Slips through my fingers

(Soak up like rain)