Diving Bell - Brown Shoe

Remember when I took you up to the seaside mountains

And I picked you up on my back and carried you to the edge of the bluffs

You said your knees were swollen up like little tree trunks

It was my heart that was swole carry that on your back up this bumpy road

Your patience is more like panic and you’re diving on your own

You’re tethered to no place but you keep gettin' tangled up out in the open cuts

Can you hear see the warning bell

If I met you a million years from now

Would we be planets circling the same snow globe

If we would be furniture I’d be your ottoman

To your lazy chair to put your feet up on

The warning bell