Old fashioned way of speaking, all the pipes are leaking if you notice it. This dent is now a crater, it's not even any later than I think it is. A fortune worth repeating, all this cowardice is fleeting if you fall for it. I saw orange turn to brown. The transformation made a sound, you might have heard it before. If it was permanent, the world would mean a whole lot less. To stay awake for it takes more steam than I have left. A traitor for a living, just got tired of the giving and the parliament. Enamored with the treason, that's not any kind of reason to go through with it. The car is overheating. The written word will lose it's meaning if you fall for it. There are motors in the ground. They make the most amazing sound, you might have heard it before.
Lyrics submitted by mockorange13