Olive and the Mouse Lyrics

Shapeless walkways bring me by
guerilla avenue, think I spy
subtle drops, collecting softly
mustn't stop collecting minds

Pool our dreams like colored chips for the pile
Can I win yours, do I own mine?
Theres a cop, straight faces
Theres a god, we all own our crimes

Drag the ship as we are one with the tide
Forceful means will feed a forceful life
set it up like a card game
place a bet and come out alive

We're going to the top, don't stop, keep moving
Strive for that first breath
on that first day
when you come to
and your ceilings dripping
goosebumps on your arm and you're ready
For the better off life filled with ones, not twos
And we'll be starting fresh, no scarlet truces

I will say the most peculiar sign
of our discolorment, of our riptide
is our meanness towards each other
and towards ourselves
meanness, me-ness

Painting eyes, draw the focus of the watered mind
beside an enigma unverified
Rests the purpose of this, in your pores and your membranes
its kissing you kissing you
softly, mating your choices, your loves, your conquests
we all take small steps, 1, 2, 3 and then

Meanness devours me-ness in time
The crown comes down with not a quiet sound
Chastise our mighty ruins, they climb
the current of the twins and satisfy
I will battle this meanness