the idle kind - makeshift memory lyrics
can we keep it to our inside voices?
picture’s always the same when issue’s cut from the frame
one stone, i k!ll two easy choices
twenty#twenty vision’s got me hopelessly mistaking my aim
’til i caught an after#image of
a paper#thin crime, folded up
it keeps from coming undone as we’re quietly underneath the gun
with tongues tied too carefully
make do with a makeshift memory
conspire to drift in reverie
trade it for a pale imitation of this blame that you’re choking on
(this feeling fades to routine, can’t make the pen meet the dotted line)
make do with a makeshift memory
i hope we forget anyway
with deference to indecision
a full day and night’s all we’ve got to lose
it’s well spent if it’s time wasted on you
(it’s well spent if it’s time wasted on you)
a vocal absence of contrition
where hope’s a hint of salt placed in your wound
an easy cure is a different point of view
a single taste of a double dose of truth
make do with a makeshift memory
conspire to drift in reverie
trade it for a pale imitation of this blame that you’re choking on
(this feeling fades to routine, can’t make the pen meet the dotted line)
make do with a makeshift memory
i hope we forget anyway
i know we’re wasting our time, wasting our time, wasting our…
i know we’re wasting our time, wasting our time, wasting our…
(pleading in past tense puts locks on mistakes, we’re focused on forgery, as long as it takes)
i know we’re wasting our time, wasting our time, wasting our time
(pleading in past tense puts locks on mistakes, we’re focused on forgery, as long as it takes)
make do with a makeshift memory
conspire to drift in reverie
make do with a makeshift memory
forget anyway
make do with a makeshift memory
conspire to drift in reverie
make do with a makeshift memory
forget anyway
(this feel’s so patently misleading
we trust the past we keep repeating
it’s all wrong…)
can we keep it to our inside voices?
i’m sympathetic ’til i’ve got no choice left
we’re off the script in this scene, left our rewrite in between
my twenty#twenty vision’s got me hopelessly mistaking my aim
(forget anyway)
can we keep it to our inside voices?
i’m sympathetic ’til i’ve got no choice left
we’re off the script in this scene, left our rewrite in between
my twenty#twenty vision’s got me hopelessly mistaking my aim
(forget anyway)
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