proof of concept Lyrics

Grandmother

Is saving her seat for another

They love her

The way you love a thing when it's over

And nobody even knows

That she's sitting there alone

She talks but nobody listens

Cause they think she talks too slow

Strip from me

My responsibility

Like a prayer

Strip from me

My responsibility

Like a prayer

If nothing else I'll be remembered

As pious and grateful

To feeling small in a big sky

To feeling small in a big sky

And I looked at you

Saw the present passing like a leaf on a river in a violent mood

Building teepees in the park

I thought i saw nostalgia for the wind in your hair and your stone heart

We've been up for the better part of a week

Passing off bad jokes as good advice and making promises we can't keep

I wonder what my grandmother would think

We've been making our brass plated dreams out of anything we can't see

If nothing else I'll be remembered

As pious and grateful

To feeling small in a big sky

To feeling small in a big sky