To Make My Peace With You: Shape We're In

Shape We’re In

Talk about oh… the shape we’re in
The shape
Oh, the shape we’re in
The shape…
The shape we’re in

Big world, then the bottom fell out
Take a brush to dust or paint broad without doubt
We’re going to get some answers here
Look at the pretty lights, watch a rabbit disappear
Gold rush – better stake your claim
Or plagiarize your way through the reality game
Reality game

Talkin’ ‘bout oh… the shape we’re in
The shape
Oh, the shape we’re in
The shape…
The shape we’re in

Hey Jill, saw your brother in town
He still drive around at night just to drive around?
In the super mall parking lot
Does he still sit and watch the sun come up?
If you step back far enough
All the details will dissolve into more the same
More the same

Talkin’ ‘bout oh… the shape we’re in
The shape
Oh, the shape we’re in
The shape…
The shape we’re in

I’m picking up pieces
Piecies of the vultures crumbling
In the sky

Big world, then the bottom fell out
Take a brush to dust or paint broad without doubt
We’re going to get some answers here
This ain’t about the truth; it’s about caging fear
Gold rush – hurry, stake your claim
‘Cause one of these days we’ll bleed dry the vain
In the reality game
Reality game

Talkin’ ‘bout oh… the shape we’re in
The shape
Oh, the shape we’re in
The shape…
The shape we’re in

Talkin’ ‘bout oh… oh, the shape we’re in
The shape
Oh, the shape we’re in
The shape…
The shape we’re in




September 5, 2007