Back in ninety-five
Mom and dad were screaming
And you were leaning
Out the back door of your mind

You said you're reading signs
You ask "what kind of dreaming
Leads you down rabbit holes
Where rabbits die?"

So then we made a pact
You taught me mathematics
And it was my job just to make you laugh
To tie some strings around our hands
Yeah every little landscape breaks apart

(Instrumental)

Ten years later
At the Holiday Inn breakfast
I started crying
Oh man I was surprised

I called and said "I'm sick"
I said "this is it
I inherited something
I can't deny."
You said "maybe you did
You gotta deal with it"
You will lean on me when you're losing sleep
I'll lean on you when I have those dreams
Yeah every little landscape breaks apart"

Breaks apart
Breaks apart

Breaks apart
Breaks apart
Breaks apart
Breaks apart
Breaks apart
Breaks apart

And some things
They come together
Yeah some things
Don't always get so dark

Yeah some things
They come together
Is there a way to fix up the ground?

Make it come together
Make some things
Never get so dark
Yeah some things
They come together
Is there a way to fix up the ground?

To the way it was
To write Eloise
In the dust?
To be everything
All at once?
To be everything
To everyone?

Well I don't quite want
To make it work
In every doctor
There's an urge to hurt
In every glass of water
There's a speck of dirt
In every cobweb
Something lies inert

Well I don't quite want
To make it work
Well I don't quite want
To make it work
Well I don't quite want
To make it work
Well I don't quite want
To make it work
So here I am now
In this dirty shirt
I'm cooking dinner
In this dirty shirt
Thinking "is this existence
In this dirty shirt?"
Yeah is this existing
I'm gonna make it work