The Cardboard City - Jump Rope lyrics

Standing by the lake of the mystical mind Lapping up the roar of the chemical grind Counting my curses, going to seed Picking up the traces of abandoned need Smoke on the water, dust in the air Coffin on the bed at the top of the stair Sweeping out the sense of a leftover life Dancing directions on the edge of a knife Slaying all the dragons who came to repent Telling all the children God came and went Praising the emptiness, draining the now Splitting the cracks, stealing a bow Breaking the fast of a dreamless night Leaving the earth with a rumbling light Taking the piss, spotting the trace Tamping the sugar in the shape of a face Sitting in the cemetery, watching the trees Waiting to stop, clutching your knees Shoved against the wall by an endothermic rage Reeling from a kiss on the lip of the stage This'll keep going, this'll expand This'll give the lay of a new loamy land Let it keep crying, let it go dark Give it a reason not to miss the mark I can't remember, I never knew Can't ascertain where the monument grew Give it all up, come on down Shove it in the sea where the memories drown Thirty-eight steps to the top of the hill Thirty-eight days in the grip of a chill Add or subtract, take it in stride Tickle the subtext, go for a ride Taking a break, licking your paws Giving up will to natural laws Who to consult, what to entrust How to explain what I currently must Twenty-one times to remember it right Eighty-four halves of a crystalline night Groaning shelves, falling jars Flying roads, tumbling cars Simple rhymes, simple thoughts Towers of rope, blankets of knots All the way out, no way back in The line is dead, the air is thin Meeting on the verge of a moment of peace Gathering growth in a delicate crease Twisting it off, lighting it up Drinking from the bottom of a crumbling cup Violent bells, Mountains in chains, whole civilizations shedding their brains Somebody married the King of the Sea Somebody rang up and paralyzed me I had a wish, I had a dream I emptied it out in a blanket of steam Come to my island, land on my shore Build me a house and kick out the door Pages of love, words of attack Spirits of ash that follow you back Crowds of ascension, rivers of doom Secret transmissions when you enter a room Seasons of atonement, rippled affect Flocks of canaries for you to inspect No more coal, no more train Factory sun, synthesized rain