VALLEY TANTRUMS

 

I miss fights over the remote

interrupted by the home phone

that was covered in crumbs and goo

cause you grabbed it after eating food

 

I miss the flatter on your flushed cheeks

when I walked in on you singing

and you would have a new tantrum

now I miss your tantrums

 

I hope you hide out on the top floor

and think of me when you get bored

While they’ve been teaching you to hate me

I hope you only learned to love me more

 

I hope that you’ll still dream

after they’ve clipped both your wings

 

If we threw parties like we threw tantrums

we’d all be wasted in a big white mansion

The valley people’ve kept you quiet and distracted

So grab your things and escape through the canyon

 

Escape through the canyon

 

I bet you’ve never put a hole in their walls

never been so scared of footfalls

on the other side of your door

after the valley girl claimed you swore

 

I bet heaven feels godless

and you’ve undiagnosed lovesick

cause they don’t allow your tantrums

and you miss those tantrums

 

My sky’s one hour younger

Clouds and planes are moving through it

But I’m still lookin’ at the same moon

And I’m still thinkin’ all about you

 

And how you got so abrasive when we started to grow up

And our veins are gettin’ faithless but they’re still carrying love

But I know

I’ll meet you down the road

 

I hope you hide out on the top floor

and think of me when you get bored

While they’ve been teaching you to hate me

I hope you only learned to love me more

 

I hope that you’ll still dream

after they’ve clipped both your wings

 

If we threw parties like we threw tantrums

we’d all be wasted in a big white mansion

The valley people’ve kept you quiet and distracted

So grab your things and escape through the canyon

 

You ain’t got time for dreams

You ain’t got time to take a stand

 

You ain’t got time for me

You ain’t got time for them

You ain’t got time to keep anyone close

 

Cause you’re just bones

I want you home

 

But you can’t fly here with those broken wings

And I can hear your silenced valley screams

 

If we threw parties like we threw tantrums

we’d all be wasted in a big white mansion

The valley people’ve kept you quiet and distracted

So grab your things and escape through the canyon

 

Escape through the canyon

 

Escape through the canyon



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