Laboratory - Waxwing

You can spend your life, trying to reach the highest

But know, most planes make awful boats

So sink to the lowest of the low

Hello, I’ve made my home in the second guess, Always second best

The taste of my skin, is purest bitterness

Till I remember january may be cold and wet here

Someone’s singing summer songs in Australia

It seems each new day, has got a job to do

To take it’s days worth of pain

Out of me and you

Tireless Traveler, I don’t care anymore how I appear

Tireless Traveler, Things are going to be different around here

Let the sunlight shine to give me distrustful eyes

I’ve seen happiness before, I know what it means man

I know how it looks ya

More eerie irregular than it was when I was a kid

It’s teaching me a constant lesson in how to keep learning nothing