Portraits From Before the War

I'm looking for a crack in the door

A way to travel back to how we were before

But time travel isn't what it used to be

And you're stuck staring at these portraits of you and me

Portraits from before the war

Before the smoky clouds rolled in and left us

Soot-stained and brought the wolves to your door

And now you're out drinking with them

But I see no happiness in that crowd's crooked grin

Come back to the fire, it's not so bad

And difficult regrets are easily had

Like all goodwill, this was a fad

Yeah, this was a fad

We waste a lot of things around here

We waste a lot of things around here

Well these are cheap tears

Now I'm looking for a crack in the door

Stuffing it with blankets and winter clothes

That you won't wear anymore

Saying 'Stoke the stove, you lazy one'

Feed it with with molding and with the floor

Let the neighbors see the naked body they've been asking for

'Cause maybe then we'll see it too

And rewrite our own history

Solve the heart and cure the flu

And paint a brand-new portrait of you and me

You know, one rusty rain and all your flowers go bad

And difficult regrets are easily had

Like all goodwill, this was a fad

Yeah, this was a fad

We waste a lot of things around here

We waste a lot of things around here

Well these are cheap tears

We waste a lot of things around here

Well these are cheap tears

We waste a lot of things around here

We waste a lot of things around here

We waste a lot of things around here

We waste a lot of things around here

We waste a lot of things around here