James

[Verse 1]
You came in like a summer storm, like a circus
With all your hounds howling at the moon, raising hell
You painted the night sky red
With all the paints you kept in your back pocket

[Chorus]
James, what do you do when you're tired?
Does anyone pick up the slack for you?
I, I seem to trust, this man who walks the wire
Perhaps that's a foolish thing, foolish thing to do

[Verse 2]
But something's hard and avoidable
Some take sips while others gulp it down
You and I both drink with both hands on the glass
And I forget to breathe sometimes I forget to breathe

[Chorus]
James, what do you do when you're tired?
Does anyone pick up the slack for you?