Familiar Light (at Olympic Studios)

Familiar Light - Asobi Seksu

I stared at the ceiling to regain some feeling

The days mixed with let downs and come downs and put downs

There's words and their feelings but none of them sit well

You say that you're happy when no one believes you

So I just take my time

We're treading deep water and can't seem to come by any place

Where we can force ourselves to know

Where is the space in our heads for hopeful thoughts to grow

So now I hope you'll rush to my side

A wish can't just choose to fall down by the wayside

There's bees in the attic

Acidic with panic

Bees in the attic

Acidic with panic

There's pills straws and bottles for all our bruised feelings

They mixed well in person but sting when they're leaving

So I will make up my mind

We're treading deep water and can't seem to come by any place

Where we can force ourselves to grow

Where is the space in our heads for hopeful thoughts to grow

So now I hope you'll rush to my side

We've threaded the needle and can't find a way out

There's bees in the attic

Acidic with panic

Bees in the attic

Acidic with panic

There's bees in the attic

Acidic with panic

Bees in the atti

Acidic with panic