It's hard to make out a couple of parts, but I hear:
"Nothing's on, it's like a joke that's told without its final line.
Where's it going? We had it wrong."
"elegance and sentimental songs of shame."
"Hear the call of a new world,
As they climb to the next floor."
"And in a way it's fine,
We're walking through it.
Unfamiliar scene,
We're choking on it.
And we're shaking hands with someone we don't know now!"
I related to this one especially hard in the wake of my first breakup. Had to keep getting up early for university, even though it was the last thing I felt like doing, and face the stark new reality in which I found myself. The harshest feeling of solitude. The sky outside was usually bleak and gray. No direction to go but forward. Climb to the next floor, try to keep up with everyone else, even if there's no emotional investment.
It's hard to make out a couple of parts, but I hear:
"Nothing's on, it's like a joke that's told without its final line. Where's it going? We had it wrong."
"elegance and sentimental songs of shame."
"Hear the call of a new world, As they climb to the next floor."
"And in a way it's fine, We're walking through it. Unfamiliar scene, We're choking on it. And we're shaking hands with someone we don't know now!"
I related to this one especially hard in the wake of my first breakup. Had to keep getting up early for university, even though it was the last thing I felt like doing, and face the stark new reality in which I found myself. The harshest feeling of solitude. The sky outside was usually bleak and gray. No direction to go but forward. Climb to the next floor, try to keep up with everyone else, even if there's no emotional investment.