Bad Books - No Sides lyrics

Draw your five short breaths
And pretend it's meditation
To your showerhead higher
Power: "Gimme patience
Make me nobody's robot
Make me nobody's slaughtered lamb
Deliver me from evil open me as best you can"

Play your cracked guitar for
The Boston Occupation
Ditch your blindfold drift aimed
At aimless destinations
Watch the wakened assembly live principled
Righteous lives
With your heartbeat through set cement:
"Honored to be here, guys"

See it's a slow crawl at a new wave
And if you feel small don't, babe:
Whenever you're alone, you're not
You wait in line
Cycling finished conversations
Straighten out the stories
Edit out the faces
You're lost in the file when
The cashier catches your eye
Summon up a smile, come back to
Earth and mumble, "Hi, Hi, hi"

And it's connected on a timeline
It's a circle no sides
At the same point where it starts, it stops

Out on the back lot you wanted for nothing
You sat with your hands full
The future was open:
A dreamt southwestern sky
A moon-drenched island night
A newborn day, awake and alive

Now it's a nightclub with a guest list
And uh oh- bad news, kid:
Whoever's getting in, we're not
So let's start up our own, just us
Where anything we need, anything we need
Anything we need we've got