Story Of Itself Lyrics

Who knows? I like to sing a lullaby

Where the words are softly spoken

Cause this world keeps on eroding

And with your hands, you'd rush your tears to dry

Cause what matters isn't broken

So you'll hold in the emotion

Well, this the story of itself

The book you let get dusty on the shelf

The ending? Only time will tell.

We should have been drinking to your health

In dreams, I know we all pretend to fly

I know I swoop under awnings

And wake up to start decoding

The Meaning of our sweet subconcious pie

That we slice in as we're sleeping

Yea, we sleep in on the weekends

Well, this the story of itself

The book you let get dusty on the shelf

The ending? Only time will tell.

We should have been drinking to your health

This isn't a story to write

This is just a story to live

Yea you might end up with a wife

But you started out with a bib

Who knows? I like to sing a lullaby

Where the words are softly spoken

Causes this world keeps on eroding

As your tears begin to dry