Squints out of his window, he don't want to see
Venetian blind man, no one else to be
Talleyrand forces come down from high ground
Looks up at high horses - "well, we're safe for now"
And he says "oh woah woah, it's only an omen
Oh, woah woah, stay in the moment."
Private walls close in and cup their ears now
Trust us, we've got ways to make them talk
I've read the writing, how do these things lock?
String on his finger, a tourniquet ring
Venetian blind man, memory loaded on springs
Forward's behind him in the future that sneaks up
Keepers become finders, what's worth weeping over's worth taking
Oh, woah woah, sky is falling
Oh, woah woah, catch or it all ends
Lord knows I've said awful things 'round this house
They echo through the frame and six feet down
What killed the dead end? Burn it to the ground
Oh, woah woah, lose out or give out
Oh, woah woah, give up or live down
Oh, woah wo-o-o-oah, nobody chose it
Woah woah woah, well nobody knows it better than I do
Feet, don't fail me now the ways my eyes did
Mind, don't snap and heart, don't break, not now
No, not like this, any but this breakdown
Venetian blind man
Venetian blind man
Venetian blind man
Venetian blind man
Venetian blind man
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