Imaginary Baseball League - The Scenery lyrics

Your lungs reach out for the air And pull it back down through the spout But sinuses have given out And it seems your tears have fallen up And endless sadness fills your cup But i don't want you giving up On yourself But employment's low And the flowers don't grow When the storms outlast the day And there's no beauty In the scenery This is a place of earth and bone How.... Such a melancholy crown That you have to wear around This shallow, unwelcoming town But at least you're not one of them Another dog inside the pen And your sweet heart always extends Itself to me But employment's low And the flowers don't grow When the storms outlast the day And there's no beauty In the scenery This is a place of earth and bone