Heavy Ceiling - Said The Whale

Thought I’d seen the last of you, falling again

I’m a roof and I need sun to fit under our dime

Thought it was the sky, thought the crack… was…

Chips and pain reflecting light, right upon you

Thought the water wave was fine

Blending in with ice on heavy

Out in the woods in the pouring rain

Our telephones will never ring

Our telephones will never ring

Is this the worst place you could be?

Stop beneath me, buried deep

Hope this wasn’t what you drowned

I was up and trying to breath

I thought you were the moon

Flying sideways like you do

Eyes craters small and blue shining brightly

Looking simple…

Talking in your sleep, saying goodnight!

Out in the woods in the pouring rain

Our telephones will never ring

Our telephones will never ring

Out in the woods in the pouring rain

Our telephones will never ring

Our telephones will never ring

I must have fallen on you!

I must have fallen on you!

I must have fallen on you!