Hallelujah The Hills - The Echo Sequence lyrics

casually break my fingers so I can't work the key the master painters all look ashamed they don't know the thrill of a jukebox fade church bells ringing out commercials for Jesus the future ex-girlfriends all promise to leave us I dreamt of this well bringing you back to live in burnt out motels it's my junk mail dream to turn this car around and drive back down to where my body was found they say I was focused on slowing down time hands inside the clock when I was hit from behind there's a possibility this predictability will eventually grow wild and bend then I'll know I never meant to meet you but that's what the sequence puts you through curse this mind control making me leak these ideas so very slow I'm an excerpt of an abridged serial you never had a job so menial to keep track of track of distractions that impede my path and pinpoint their origin and slice them in half but there's a possibility this predictability will eventually grow wild and bend for better or worse I never called the cab a hearse I answered questions with a pause and tried to break what you defend but ended up drifting far from shore washed up in some foreign land and tried to find a way back home but when I did you shrugged and said here's where the echo sequence ends