Lost my grasp of English
Somewhere between here and the beach
On Sunday morning boring angels
Drag me out to see things
Lost my sense of hearing
Between the bulkhead and backseat
I’m thinking of a boring angel
Though she’s not one of these
Boring angels carry me
Boring angels I can’t see
Oh but they see me
Holy water bucket
Sloshing round down at our feet
I’m bound to be a boring angel
Though I try not to be
Well last I heard Corey
He was living on the national dirtway
I’m thinking of his summer blonding
In those days I was barely happening
Boring angels carry me
Boring angels I can’t see
Oh but they see me
Bleached, were you in the sun?
Did you have fun?
Yeah you seem lighter
Like when you were young
Bleached, if I seem gone
Then I am gone
I am not lighter
Just because I’m gone
Boring angels, boring angels
Boring angels carry me
Boring angels I can’t see
Oh but they see me
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