Mad but Soft

Stop right there

I feel it in my hair

The slowing down of time

When we're on the island

Drink me up

A vessel, buttercup

They say the colors shine

If you really like it

Take me down

To where the sailors drown

All the waves build tombs

With their electric rooms

Dark black cloud

Please come and be my shroud

This little moth's gone blind, pressed against the neon

Mad but soft

Ready now to sit and watch

Red marquees and argyle ties

Crash into their deathbeds

No more kids

To prove that we're convinced

That there's a nice, safe room

Without a poison bloom

And we've been so ambitious

And we make laws that kill

Without a voice of reason

Without a breath at all

If you wanna feel bad, then hang back

But if you're only kinda sad, join the pack

Oh, pray for sudden rain

Oh, might not win again

Stop right here

Stop right here

I feel it now

I'm feeling down

I'm feeling down