The Districts - Wrung Out and Hanging lyrics

It occurred to me in this moment That we're all just specks of dust in a lung We try to breathe into mirrors Our reflections misshapen And catch yellow birds but our hopes leave us stung We watch over oceans, over seas, and debris We try oh so hard but refuse to disagree And I wish I never learned for my own feet to carry me And the distance never pulled us apart I still feel underneath me the creek at my feet I still hear your goodnight ringing in my heart It's ringing my heart, wringing out my heart Sometimes I wonder as I stand on a stage With such indecision as if the floor did give way If nothing else matters I guess I should know Am I really anything at all? I will float on your breath as it leaves your body I'll leave your body and I'll let you be The California moon It's a stubborn comfort But my love it can't replace or even replicate The grip you have on my poor heart And I can't stand and I can barely wait I wish you would tell me What this is I'm feeling Cause I'm dying to tell you too [x2] And who's going to see me crumble? Who will be there to see? I wonder if it'd be talked about Or fade like a yellowed memory And who's going to see me crumble? Who's gonna let me sleep? I wonder if it'd be talked about Or fade like a yellowed memory And who's going to see me crumble? Who's gonna watch me fall? I wonder if it'd be talked about And they won't even remember at all