Richard Buckner - Loaded At The Wrong Door (Acoustic) lyrics

Loaded at the wrong door Waiting for the brakes to sound What was all the panic for? Check that spun-out flagging down Coming on as tunnels do Trace the line and stay inside It drew us out but I was late Leashes falling one more time Spend that trowel on a missing vane It'd seemed the night was almost true Tell me to I'll show you in I'm speaking of the talking through Swollen off in distances The embers now are under you Beaten down before the stars Hands were had, nests were sold But that was just the floor so far Take that call back I know it's cold But that's the way the blur was used Cap it off and crawl away The summits were so little then Asking to be home to stay Holding out on promises Finally growing up to find What I would've known without The mercy and the caution lights Down at the movin'on and slowin'down It was fine just to lose