Warm In The Wake - Antique Knives lyrics

When the lightning bugs And the sailboat tugs When the Americans raid And the TiVo plays In a short fuse fall The leaves drop in malls And your shining face Is what starts this race In a short fuse fall The leaves drop in malls And your shining face Is what starts this race 'Cause I'm a nervous recipe Not the calming type of tea And when the coronation begins A ceremony will begin And the clouds, they feign What's really happening Oh, he comes to you at night With his antique knives They look harmless, but they're not He's a knife collector In a short fuse fall The leaves drop in malls And your shining face Is what starts this race In a short fuse fall The leaves drop in malls And your shining face Is what starts this race Far away from here Where your sister sits The words twist away and spear The best hope for your worst fear And the clouds, they feign What's really happening Far away from here Far away from here