Neither/Nor - Moses Sumney

Da-da-da-da-da-da, da-doo, doo-doo

Doo-doo

When I was a little boy

I’d scream at vague misty nights

Yet breathe out smoke with no fire

I’d become one with what I was scared of

I fell in love with the in-between

Coloring in the margins

Yet the romance of the undefined

Was a threatening lie in their eyes

They say, «Oh, who is he?»

Nobody

«Hello, who is he?»

Nobody

I’m not at peace with dying alone

But I’m not at war either

No, I am planted on the shore knowing

The ashen tide may or may not rise

'Cause in the valley of the sure

You cannot be neither/nor

You’re fated to pick a door

Only the lonely are lukewarm

They say, «Oh, who is he?»

Nobody

«Hello, who is he?»

Nobody

Yeah

Yeah

Ah, yeah

Hey

Is it a ghost?

Is it a plane?

Is it a shiver down your spine?

Is it delusion?

Is it confused?

Is it contusion of a hard-earned truth?

No, it’s nobody

Nobody

Nobody

Nobody

Nobody

Nobody

Nobody

Nobody