Too Many Thoughts

Living underground

With nothing left to eat

Too many thoughts to keep around

Its easier just to sleep

Empty out your pockets

You can skip that episode

Everyone looks familiar here

Everything has a flow

Everything

Everything is out of line

And the Sun

And the sun is out of time

Living off the carbon

With all the creatures gathered round

All the things you've given up

Buried underground

Everything

Everything is out of line

And the Sun

And the sun is out of time

And the rain

Now the rain has turned to snow

And the wind

And the wind begins to blow

Living underground

With nothing left to eat

Too many thoughts to keep around

Its easier just to sleep

Its easier just to sleep

Its easier just to sleep

Everything

Everything is out of line

And the Sun

And the sun is out of time

And the rain

Now the rain has turned to snow

And the wind

And the wind begins to blow

And the rain

Now the rain has turned to snow

And the wind

And the wind begins to blow