Oil on glass
Lies that come true
Friendship don't last
I still love you
We dressed in a hurry, left the doorway open wide
But it don't make a difference if we never chose a side
What I wouldn't give for just one last glass of water
Sometimes I just like the thought, pretending that the sun's not getting hotter
Blur on the horizon dances for the desert crowd
There's not a cloud to scar the sky, or maybe it's all clouds
We get the transmission but it's words we never heard
Failing to meet quotas, thinning of the herd
Belt pulled to the last rung and my helmet's full of fog
The sand is shifting horribly with preternatural shrug
All these new craters, I can see you understand
Pilot in his facemask, I grab hold of your hand
Oil on glass
Lies that come true
Friendship don't last
I still love you
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