@migu music@

We talked up all night and still came to no conclusion

We started a fight that ended in silent confusion

And as we sat stuck, you could hear the trash truck

Making its way through the neighborhood

Picking up the thrown out, different from house to house

We get to decide, what we think is no good

We're sculpted from youth, the chipping away makes me weary

And as for the truth, it seems like we just pick a theory

And that's the one that justifies our daily lives

And backs us with quiver and arrows

To protect openings 'cause when the warring begins

How quickly the wide open narrows

Into the smallness of our deconstruction of love

We thought it was changing but it never was

It's just the same as it ever was

A family of foxes came to my yard and dug in

So I looked in a book to see what this could possibly mean

Yeah, 'cause there is fate in the breeze and signs in the trees

And possible tragic events

When enforces collide with the damage strewn wide

And holes blasted straight through the fence

The sky starts to crash, the rain on the roof starts to drumming

And laid out like cash, your take on my list of shortcomings

And the show starts to close,

I know how this goes

The plot a predictable showing

And though it seems grand, we're just one speck of sand

And back to the hourglass we're going

Back to the smallness of our deconstruction of love

We thought it was changing but it never was

Was still in the smallness of our deconstruction of love

We thought it was changing but it never was

Our deconstruction of love

Our deconstruction of love