Little Landslide - David Bazan

I’ve gotta get out of my body

And into muddier streams

Remember what I was doing

And gather up firstfruits to bring

Coax it into the open

But not by smoke or drink

Little twist of the compass

Little landslide on the brink

Sit and think

And think

And think

And think

And think

And

Another young man tells his story

Before his heart is even broken one time

Like a stand-up who forgets his punchlines

So before you hand over the kingdom key

For a lifetime of free drinks

Know you’ll stare at that face a long time before he winks

Stop and think

And think

And think

And think

And think

And