Contrails Lyrics - This Is Our Science - Astronautalis

[feat. Tegan Quinn] 

I know, leaving's your living, built in your bones 

No one can ever escape all of their ghosts 

So if you walk, you better learn how to run 

That's why I wrote this song 

Your contrail's coated in broken homes 

You polished up this pretty pearl of a hope 

That I won't parade your skeletons for everyone 

But that's why I wrote this song 

That's why I wrote this song 

That's why I wrote this song 

That's why I wrote this song 

I know you know the words, so sing along 

She always made the best of deaf and blind 

Fashionable dress of canes and signs 

Tracing their apparel, like a judge of character in Braille 

She never missed a lift, a bump, or line 

But fingertips will drift and miss blip from time to time 

And this is how we find 

Secrets that slipped our grip 

Over wit and charm on whispered breath 

Frantically fishing for familiarness on fingertips 

And this is just, shit, what is this? 

This is redress 

I know her cane is just a comedy 

Tin cup's a crutch for crippled honesty 

Her slain perception's lame deception 

What's astonishing, we bought it, see 

Every Harry, Dick, and Tom, left her very fickle palms 

Palming a broken promise ring, you follow me? 

A hundred strong men choked on the bit 

While the blind bride guides the bridle toward the abyss 

And this can only end wrong 

But motherfuck it, that's the reason why I wrote this song 

I know, leaving's your living, built in your bones 

No one can ever escape all of their ghosts 

So if you walk, you better learn how to run 

That's why I wrote this song 

Your contrail's coated in broken homes 

You polished up this pretty pearl of a hope 

That I won't parade your skeletons for everyone 

But that's why I wrote this song 

Lionel Terray said it the truest, I set it to music 

We're all "Conquistadors of the Useless" 

What kind of fool is so stupid to climb a mountain do it 

Then climb back down to the town without a picture to prove it? 

I knew it 

From the moment I saw your eyes flash wide in the crowd 

That you would cut and run, but it's too late to turn back now 

It's when those burnt black clouds submerge the Earth in shroud 

That kings earn that crown 

And this is how we rise by taking the fall 

Survive another winter on straight to the thaw 

One day you'll learn to strain the tea through your teeth 

And maybe find the strength to proceed to the peak 

Press on into the thin again till I cannot breathe 

I swallowed so much of my damn pride that it chokes me 

The real risk is not a slipped grip at the edge of the peak 

The real danger is to linger at the base of the thing 

I know, leaving's your living, built in your bones 

No one can ever escape all of their ghosts 

So if you walk, you better learn how to run 

That's why I wrote this song 

Your contrail's coated in broken homes 

You polished up this pretty pearl of a hope 

That I won't parade your skeletons for everyone 

But that's why I wrote this song 

That's why I wrote this song 

That's why I wrote this song 

That's why I wrote this song 

I know you know the words, so sing along