End of the Line - Lysistrata

The sofa is a broken elevator

Crashing through the floor in slow motion

And it never ever seems to stop at any landing

It just pushes everything on the way

And you’re there with your head on the armrest

Legs all tangled around mine

You’re like the worm punctured by the hook

And I’m the fish at the end of the line

It’s time to get up and walk home

But we still haven’t reached the ground

The pavement ain’t waiting for me

Guess we’ll be sleeping on the couch

There’s no better moment

There’s no better moment

There’s no better moment

The silence is surprisingly comfortable

This ain’t a situation to talk through anyway

And as the city’s pandemonium fades out

We’re left with the sound of our breath

It’s time to get up and walk home

But we still haven’t reached the ground

The pavement ain’t waiting for me

Guess we’ll be sleeping on the couch

There’s no better moment

There’s no better moment

There’s no better moment

No better time than now

Drifting through endless oceans

Cast the rod across the air

Cast the rod across the sky

We’re the beasts at the end of the line

End of the line