Untitled 10 Lyrics by Greg Freeman
Down below the paving stones the beach has turned to glass
And everybody who’s come to party is now a bug in an amber cast
You don’t have to dig so far
To see the bones
To see the bones
You don’t have to try so hard
To be alone
To be alone
A thousand gears between my ears, working overtime
To taxidermy every worthy heartbreak into rhyme
But I have seen cities scream from sea to swelling sea
And the losers of real love won’t forfeit their own history
So you don’t have to try so hard
To be alone
To be alone
You don’t have to try so hard
To be alone
To be all on your own
