Thin Floors and Tall Ceilings - ODESZA

You wake up and you try to breathe You ask yourself, "What's wrong with me?" You're broken like you've never been You try to try but lose again I know you got doubts And you see no way out But I promise you this When it's dark as it's ever been And you feel like you're on your end I will be there through thick and thin, oh When you feel like you just can't win And the shadows are creeping in I will be there through thick and thin Oh, lean on me, lean on me, lean on me I'm down, talk to me, talk to me, talk to me here now I can be your light when your light goes out Oh, lean on me, lean on me, lean on me I'm down, talk to me, talk to me, talk to me here now I can be your light when your light goes dim, oh You're just too tired, you can't pretend Feel like a stranger in your skin And I can see it in your stare I wish you knew how much I cared I know you got doubts And you see no way out But I promise you this When it's dark as it's ever been And you feel like you're on your end I will be there through thick and thin, oh When you feel like you just can't win And the shadows are creeping in I will be there through thick and thin Oh, lean on me, lean on me, lean on me I'm down, talk to me, talk to me, talk to me here now I can be your light when your light goes out Oh, lean on me, lean on me, lean on me I'm down, talk to me, talk to me, talk to me here now I can be your light when your light goes dim, oh

These bags are carry on, and filled with many things Like songs, you taught me on rusty guitar strings And buried deep inside are the shirts off your back It gave me the meal, then you only ate the snack You handed me more than I could ever pay back So hold on tight It's up around the bend Before we arrive, let's pretend And with all my might, I'll keep walls from caving in It's now, it's always been through times think and thin And when our day arrives, the stories we gave out On bets, we made our cars that never fail And pennies we threw down empty wishing wells Hold on tight, it's up around the bend Before we arrive, let's pretend And with all my might, I'll keep walls from caving in It's now, it's always been through times think and thin Hold on tight So hold on tight So hold on tight Hold on tight

300 Miles was just far enough to never live up to what won't fix itself. Its not enough, no its never enough to give and to take. To sit and to wait. When it all just feels the same. Has it started to feel like home? So afraid of calling it so. Seldom doses of security and minor growth. Has it started to feel lonesome? So afraid of admitting it as so. All bottled up, and disguised so no one could ever know. I'd blame myself for always wanting more, but first impressions are nothing behind closed doors. Whats more to expect from your face to the floorboard, than the color of the tile floor. The only thing that you deserve is a mirror with a hand to hold. A perfect reflection of your perception of God and love. If time is all it takes I'd rip the hands from every clock just to never feel a thing. Perfect paintings still fall down, Some things just don't work out. Perfect paintings still fall down and some things just fall apart. If time is all it takes I'd rip the hands from every clock to never feel a thing. Prides a crutch. Grief's not enough. Give up the ghost; or just grow up. Miles away; Empty apartment and beds. My wasted effort on things just not meant to mend. The perfect color of the tile floor. We'd always assume the worst. The perfect color of the tile floor. The perfect shade of black and gray. The perfect picture of you and him.