Listener - Pent-Up Genes Lyrics

Anything can be made with your own thoughts
With your own hands
With a face and a name
Using a business pen

But when you have to jump without being brave enough
Starting from where you're at
Knowing where you're at

There's plenty of disappointment and no way to keep it
I was the one you poured into
I'm more an ambulance and not a doctor

We'll go onto other places
Holding through
Sewing us together
Folded over, feeding the machine

That's some kind of life you got
It grows the more it takes

Covered in a frail confidence
Painting our skin with the thoughts within
If it's sad or if it's scary we are each others
We are hope, you are
Even if the voices carry
So making a life that used to
Alive inside the stones
Throw us anywhere
But don't stay face down
And think the words that keep you there
Backbone breaker, life and time taker
How many days have you been loved
In what ways outside of yourself

Always beside you, the way your soul is attached
Riveted into place, overlapped
The best days of our lives are the ones we're alive
Making our attempt at existing
Some more work can be done
Covering each other over
Painting ourselves in our canvas
Respect, take care, take chances

That's some kind of life you got
It grows the more it takes

That's some kind of life you got
It grows the more it breaks