Lyrics
And I was just another
West coast maximalist
Exploring the blues
Ignoring the news
From the front
Where they're taking her
Children away
Taking them where they wanna go
Tall ships made of snow
Invading the sun
Some people call me "angel"
On their death bed in a dream
That's right
The Czar's father thought
Things could've gone differently last night
But they didn't
And I couldn't bear
To follow you there
Where trauma exists in the sky
Twentieth century masters
Welcome these disasters
And so do I but no
Oh, baby please don't go
Up into it