Shins - A comet appears

^GOne ^Ahand on this w^Dily comet, ^GTake a ^Adrink just to ^Dgive me some weight, ^Gsome uber-m^Dan I'd make, I'm ^Gbarely a ^Avapor.

^GThey ^Ashone a ^Dchlorine light on, ^GA ^Ahost of indi^Dvidual sins. ^GLet's ^Acarve my ^Daging face off, ^AFetch us a ^Dknife, ^Astart with my ^Deyes, ^Adown so the ^Dlines form a ^Ggrimacing ^Asmile.

^GClose your eyes to ^Dcorral a virtue, ^GIs t^Ahis fooling a^Dnyone else' N^Gever worked so ^Dlong and hard to ^Gcement a failure. ^A

^GWe can ^Ablow on our ^Dthumbs and posture, ^Gbut the ^Alonely is such ^Ddelicate thins, ^Gthe wind from a ^Dwasp could blow them, ^Ainto the ^Dsea, with ^Astones on their ^Dfeet, ^Alost to the ^Dlight and the ^Gloving we ^Aneed,

^GStill to ^Dcome, ^G the worst ^Dpart and you ^Aknow it,^G there is a ^Dnumbn^Gess in you ^Dheart and it's ^Agrowing.

^GWith burnt sage and a ^Dforest of bygones, ^GI click my ^Aheels, get the ^Ddevils in line, ^Ga list of things I could ^Dlay the blame on might ^Ggive me a way ^Aout.

^Gbut with each ^Aturn it's this ^Dfront and center, ^GLike a ^Adart stuck ^Dsquare in you eye, ^Gevery post you can ^Dhitch your faith on, is a ^Apie in the ^Dsky ^Achock full of ^Dlies, a ^Atool we ^Ddevise to make ^Gsinking stones ^Afly,

^GStill to ^Dcome, ^G the worst ^Dpart and you ^Aknow it,^G there is a ^Dnumbn^Gess in you ^Dheart and it's ^Agrowing.