It's fortune that we play 

Matches wouldn't light 

Couldn't help no jesus 

Couldn't save no child 

Not the one inside of me 

And not the one inside of you 

That day. 



Back to my room and back inside my nest 

It's not my day today 

Back to my room and back inside my nest 

It's obvious I don't belong. 



Plastic men have sold 

Now all my youth is sore and old 

“there's no morning view” 

These nights are empty and so are you 

There's nothing you could do 

Bruised up jesus for all the shame in you. 



Refr:And I feel downtown jesus growing orchids 

Out of naked wounds 

And I feel you and i 

Trying to teach red stones how to fly. 

Sec.time:selling friendshïp for an ounce of gold.