Paul Tibbets was airsick

from Write your name on water by Moving to Eliot

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It's up to your mind and it's up to you all, I'm not saying it's right I said it's what we've got, cause we're lost in our homes and we're bound to a rock, we're sinking, we fought to make everything fall, so stay away from me, I'll stay away from you, you don't even know what I've been passing through, you're breaking my bones I'm splitting up my mind, we're screaming, we fought to make everything fall. And indeed there will be time, for the yellow smoke that slides along the street, rubbing it's back upon the window pane, and to prepare a face to meet the faces you wil meet, time to murder and create and for all the works and days of hands that leave and drop a question on your plate. Can't you help me understand? Do you do you do think this would last? well I count the seconds, they never pass, if everything's running then just keep up whatching that no one cares about us. And indeed there will be time to wonder "do I dare?", time to turn back and descend the stairs with a bald spot on the middle of my head, my moarning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin, my necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin. And I'm always looking for answers yeah but no one wants to tell us that if everything's running then just keep up watching that no one cares about us

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from Write your name on water, released September 27, 2015

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