The Western Front - The Lock Was Broken Lyrics

Poised, ready to fall on the concrete curb
Yellow meets gray meets forever down the road
Pull your collar up
Pull it closer to your cheek
You can hide inside
It's warmer in the entryway
An empty white room to go with your empty white face
You've surrounded yourself with your need to be alone

You're perfecting the art of apathy
His robot still wants to bleed
We're not even halfway home tonight
Leaning up against the corner
You start to wonder if you're unhappy or just bored

Running drunken through the streets
Shouts from windows
Smile and wink
At little ladies from behind tattered blinds
A leaf picked from a weary and unsuspecting tree
Folded neatly between the pages of a sophomore journal
Serves as testament to this night

So stay out here in the cold with me
Did Aaron finally find his keys
I'm tired of waiting
Of dealing in fractions
The long walk home doesn't seem so impossible
As the minutes melt away
They drip like wax from roofs
They bless the ground and collect in pools
Forceful footsteps from a floor below
Youth has come to claim this home

Shouts across the room come through
The cracks of my floor like flowers bloom
Affected force and pretentious threats
She's curled up on the couch wrapped
In her favorite blanket
The fabric pulled up to her rosy cheek

Running drunken through the streets
Shouts from windows
Smile and wink
At little ladies from behind tattered blinds
A leaf picked from a weary and unsuspecting tree
Folded neatly between the pages of a sophomore journal
Serves as testament to this night

Eight rooms, connected
The moon
Creeps into the frame of my window
A few days
Short of full
Stomps on the stair step
Stop outside
I could feign sleep
If the lights were off
Too late now
The rays of light have already climbed atop my face
We'll deal the best we can