In steep cliffs
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with rocks all piled up
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mysteries of your passing luck
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Ages past
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shells and bits of foam
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forming new limestone
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to give things their turn
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There are no bad words for the coast today
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You never knew why you felt so good
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in the strangest of places
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Like in waiting rooms
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and long lines that made you late
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and mall parking lots on holidays.
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There are no bad words for the coast today
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when we hold our breath until nothing's left
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it all starts to fade.
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We can see the stars
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from where the birds make their homes
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staring back at us.
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Indifferent
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but distanced perfectly
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projected endlessly
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it's so fucking beautiful.
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There are no better words for the coast today
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then you ask what's a palisade
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and if we're too late for happiness?
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Spectacular Views
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Rilo Kiley |