Joshua Edwards - Cold Green lyrics

My eyes frost over when I think of how heaven could be someone else's dump or a backstage vantage of the future. I am not saying that a god is sad or that I want to wear my hair longer, I just see this landscape everywhere. When knowing is on the inside looking out, d**h seems a place that has no corners and forms an outline that resembles life's, but I have no nostalgia for old age because my nostalgia for love is a gun beneath my pillow, gold and green. I have found these things in song: a bird too tired to fly, secrets of pronunciation, a defeated harvest, an old refrigerator full of architectural plans. It is time to listen to predecessors, nothing in their coffins but evidence of my envy. Their minds go first and mine follows closely. It's like repairing a foreign car.