Wildlife - Grown Ups

Snow fell upon your house

I hope it covers the earth, hope it blocks the sun out

And I’ll sleep and dream about the last time that I wasn’t so tired

Man, everyone moves so fast

As dust begins to build across the window sill

The light, it bends and it refracts

It ushers the dawn through the blinds emphasizing the fact

That today is run-off and rain

Forever coming and going down some other fucking drain

(Well, I heard)

We’re lost in the passing of time

We’re hung out to dry

(You're in-between jobs)

I couldn’t feel more indifferent

(You're in-between beds)

The pilot light is out

(You're in-between saviours)

I’m having my doubts

There’s no escaping the basement