Your Gravest Words - The Lawrence Arms

Over cracks in the sidewalks

Uptown, one year

I’m distantly distressed

I’m finally coming close to ghost

I’m dancing on your gravest words

I’m toasting all the coldest stares

All the loneliest of eyes

I am a satellite

Never getting signals right

You are a constellation

I can barely make you out tonight

The city lights are burning too bright

I cut and paste these

Sections of maps into my days

Sunspots, almost feverish

Can you feel me shivering?

I’m finally breaking out of orbit

I’m clinging to your finest words

I’m draining all the angry glares

All that’s building up inside

I am a satellite

Never getting signals right

You are a constellation

I can barely make you out tonight

The city lights are burning too bright

And the dreamers walk slowly through the crowd

Nothing can stop us now

I am a satellite

Never getting signals right

You are a constellation

I can barely make you out tonight

The city lights are burning too bright