Astronautalis - Fax Machine lyrics

Everyone's called off the searches Faces that nobody knows The devil is hiding in churches The sun has burned my eyes Got me making that face again I'm driving my dented car in donuts Listening to that same old mixtape, my friend The one that starts and ends With odds and ends and a dumb dance song As a troubled name with a subtle way Is saying that she thinks that I'm handsome As shuttles crash and buildings fall And diseases fly on airplanes I wonder where the romance has gone got us by the purse stings I want to build you a house In the country, with the son of Michael Landon But I want to protect my couch And my collection of rusty handguns It's as tough as nails, as tough as tigers As tough as tricky shots But I believe the dreams of my father It's the only dreams that I've got I've never seen the top Give me a good, solid lay of the land But I guess a guess is just a guess And the first step to finding the facts at hand I hate the bleeding hearts and hard-heads As much as the nervous man hates the taste of a stutter You know what they say: in the land of the blind The man with one eye's on every tabloid cover It's not a case of me vs. the others 1,000 monkeys vs. man Before the Lord lays me down to sleep I pray that you'll understand I need my room to breathe My own private patch of dirt Where I can raise my sheep and make my beats And teach my kids to curse I need a sandwich and a hammock But not a butler or a reporter Just a couple good folk to watch my back But never watch over my shoulder It's as pretty as a picture And it stands alone without a frame That's why it sits all silent inside my wallet Waiting for you to see my dreams