rare animal Songtext
von glass beach

Guess I maybe misunderstood
I mean, I guess I maybe had misspoke
We′re living in two different dialects
We're speaking two different zip codes

Gold star, look me right in the eye
I mean, gold star, see the shapes on the light box?
It′s sleepless car rides on anxious nights
It's nothing after nothing

Thinking was he some gig you had to quit in 1999
Thinking about the fireflies on your back porch in mid-July
Thinking about if he keeps playing D. B. Cooper through her life
Thinking about you


Thinking about you
Thinking about you
He's just sleepwalking on weary feet
Your headache
Your absentee
(Don′t get lost in a metaphor, don′t get lost in a metaphor)
In a daydream (don't get lost in a metaphor, don′t get lost in a metaphor)
Tectonic as all you do, thinking about you
Thinking about you (about you)

Parachute backpacks and cash stacks
Abscond the plane
No one was watching
He's lost in Pacific rain
Run with the ransom
Head in a handgun

Honey, omorrow was all smoke and mirrors
Tomorrow was all smoke and mirrors