Astronautalis - Contrails lyrics

I know, leaving's your living, built in your bones No one can ever escape all of their ghosts So if you walk, you better learn how to run That's why I wrote this song Your contrail's coated in broken homes You polished up this pretty pearl of a hope That I won't parade your skeletons for everyone That's why I wrote this song That's why I wrote this song (that's why I wrote this song) That's why I wrote this song (that's why I wrote this song) That's why I wrote this song (that's why I wrote this song) I know you know the words, so sing along She always made the best of deaf and blind Fashionable dress of canes and signs Tracing their apparel, like a judge of character in Braille She never missed a lift, a bump or a line But fingertips will drift and miss blip from time to time And this is how we find Secrets that slipped our grip Over wit and charm on whispered breath Frantically fishing for familiarness on fingertips And this is just, sh**, what is this? This is redress I know her cane is just a comedy Tin cup's a crutch for crippled honesty Her slain perception's lame deception What's astonishing, we bought it, see Every Harry, Dick, and Tom, left her very fickle palms Palming a broken promise ring, you follow me? A hundred strong men choked on a bit While the blind bride guides the bridle toward the abyss And this can only end wrong But motherf** it, that's the reason why I wrote this song I know leaving's your living, built in your bones No one can ever escape all of their ghosts So if you walk, you better learn how to run That's why I wrote this song Your contrail's coated in broken homes You polished up this pretty pearl of a hope That I won't parade your skeletons for everyone That's why I wrote this song Lionel Terray said it the truest, I set it to music We're all "Conquistadors of the Useless" What kind of fool is so stupid to climb a mountain to do it Then climb back down to the town without a picture to prove it? I knew it From the moment I saw your eyes flash wide in the crowd That you would cut and run, it's too late to turn back now It's when those burnt black clouds submerge the Earth in shroud That kings earn that crown And this is how we rise by taking a fall Survive another winter on straight to the thaw One day you'll learn to strain the tea through your teeth And maybe find the strength to proceed to the peak Press on into the thin again till I cannot breathe I swallowed so much of my damn pride that it chokes me The real risk is not a slipped grip at the edge of the peak The real danger is just to linger at the base of the thing I know leaving's your living, built in your bones No one can ever escape all of their ghosts So if you walk, you better learn how to run That's why I wrote this song Your contrail's coated in broken homes You polished up this pretty pearl of a hope That I won't parade your skeletons for everyone That's why I wrote this song That's why I wrote this song (that's why I wrote this song) That's why I wrote this song (that's why I wrote this song) That's why I wrote this song (that's why I wrote this song) I know you know the words, so sing along