Pangolin

Waking up
To a world gone mad
Fill my cup
To the brim with sad-ness

I hold onto everything
I throw it in the bag
On my shoulders, an angel’s wings
Devil on my back

Woah-oh, yeah-yeah
Oh-oh, yeah, yeah

Washed ashore
On an empty beach
In the bottle
The message reads

I can’t hold onto everything
Everything I’ve had
It’s so long, lost the wedding ring
T-shirt from gap

Woah-oh, yeah-yeah
Oh-oh, yeah, yeah

I can’t turn back the hands of time
Spend a moment with a friend of mine

He takes hold of the mandolin
But can’t take the action
Curls up like a pangolin
Hoping this’ll pass

Oh-oh

Linus: Coming from the tower
Connor: I’m listening, starting to like Korean radio
Linus: Sonically assaulted
Connor: Can’t get away, checked every cable, it’s too powerful
Linus: Stuck in the doldrums
Connor: Is this a game? Cause it’s feeling like a sick joke
Linus: Don’t stop believing
Connor: It’s such a pain, in this past-and-present overload

(Ah-ee-ah-ee-ah-ee-ah-ee-ah)
I said your name in the middle of a black hole
(Ah-ee-ah-ee-ah-ee-ah-ee-ah)
I had a dream of a square peg in a round hole

Linus: The moment is ours
Connor: So think fast, life is coming at you through the void
Linus: In the city of owls
Both: Intergalactic federation of covering everything in aluminium foil

Now that we are a universe apart
And every night we share the same room
And every morning, yours is the first face I see
Your soft voice wakes me like a plant in the sun
(Reversed vocals)
Yet I still do, willingly