Science Songtext
von Folly and the Hunter

Try not to rush.
There is nothing after us.
Just our worries in disguise,
fueled by overbearing pride.

I feel drunk when I′m with you.
There's a grace in what we do.
Though I know I′m in a way,
I'll get over it someday.

There's a science
to all our anxious sounds,
and a progress
that I just can′t figure out.


Don′t let me push my weight,
or give into a lust.
I need for you to stay,
or we reunite with dust.

I'm mostly in my head,
being chased by dogs, eyes-red.
Though I know their phantom shapes
there′s only so much I can take.

There's a science
to all our anxious sounds,
and a progress
that I just can′t figure out.

Don't let me push my weight,
or give into a lust.
I need for you to stay,
or we reunite with dust.