Hallelujah The Hills - Blank Pa**ports lyrics

if he's the singer then I'm okay let's walk him out in awkward rain and shed the vials and catch the corpse it comes again through reverse doors can it spread out? To the street? blank pa**ports in the Pennsylvania heat well I'm the one who made you that way here it comes again unchained and unchanged serious American composers drift into the room the world had not heard of them they arrived too soon now we're making a mess of the mountain and trashing our rooms they call us heirs to the emptiness still we whistle their tune I heart the great lakes I shot the son I wore the blindfold I fled at dawn and caught the visions while they're inert it dignifies your bold cohorts does it commute? the sentence steep? 22 years on the Ma**achusetts street well neither pill nor poison control can prop up a lifetime dig us out this hole serious American composers drift into the room the world had not heard of them they arrived too soon now we're making a mess of the mountain and trashing our rooms they call us heirs to the emptiness still we whistle their tune and you're living like a cla**ical code word spoken as one heard it uttered from the podium and brought down to herd and what you should have known in the beginning you won't know till the end that the way to the exodus is back from where we came