Chevron Lyrics

Reason has left with someone else.
Listen close, then, shift it to the shelf.
It smells like rain is coming soon.
A muffles sound of thunder startles you, too.

Batten down.
The wandering winter snow that falls
Like lonely little diamonds heading home to find,
Instead of something – nothing.
Not a single soul.
Swaybacks make their way around the room.

When all your dreams are falling through,
She'll say, "I told you so."

Light, bright.
Shut down night.
The beast has come to gloat.
Smug and listless, is what this is, lie low till it's done.
Your hackles are raised, it stories held back hate,
And speaks to all the wrong that's come and gone, said and done.

(it's so lovely the way your skin has raised to seed and back again.)

Swaybacks make their way around the room,
While you talk too high the list goes on and on and on
With no click three times to send you spinning home
And swaybacks make their way around the room.

Light, bright.
Shut down night.
The beast has come to gloat.
Smug and listless, is what this is, lie low till it's done.
Your hackles are raised, it stories held back hate,
And speaks to all the wrong that's come and gone, said and done.

And now you see not blue, but red a toothless shift to dark again
I told you so — she said.