[Verse 1]
Box on a desk next to a castle of glass
That they bought from the airport, the price on the back
Shelves overflow with photographs and bones
A museum of someone that will never be known
[Pre-Chorus]
Pennies for thoughts that cost a mountain of debt
Rusting in bottles they’ll never come to collect
They’ll never come to collect
[Chorus 1]
And you were sure that you could keep it all
Off in a tower where there’d always be space
And you were sure that if you read it all
You would eventually come across your own name
[Verse 2]
Daffodils hanging off a rearview of lies
You keep your foot on the pedal, and you can’t see outside
Boxes of novels fill all the seats and the trunk
There’s barely room for a driver in this treasure chest of junk
[Pre-Chorus]
And the tower is crumbling, and you are thinking of running
From all these years of commitment to keep this dead garden growing
To keep this dead garden growing
Box on a desk next to a castle of glass
That they bought from the airport, the price on the back
Shelves overflow with photographs and bones
A museum of someone that will never be known
[Pre-Chorus]
Pennies for thoughts that cost a mountain of debt
Rusting in bottles they’ll never come to collect
They’ll never come to collect
[Chorus 1]
And you were sure that you could keep it all
Off in a tower where there’d always be space
And you were sure that if you read it all
You would eventually come across your own name
[Verse 2]
Daffodils hanging off a rearview of lies
You keep your foot on the pedal, and you can’t see outside
Boxes of novels fill all the seats and the trunk
There’s barely room for a driver in this treasure chest of junk
[Pre-Chorus]
And the tower is crumbling, and you are thinking of running
From all these years of commitment to keep this dead garden growing
To keep this dead garden growing
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