Let's get together and talk about the modern age.

All of our friends were gathered there with their pets

just talking shit about how we're all so upset about the disappearing ground.

As we watch it melt....

It's all of the good that won't come out of us

and how eventually our hands will just turn to dust,

if we keep shaking them.

Standing here on this frozen lake.

I do this thing where I think I'm real sick

but I won't go to the doctor to find out about it

Cause they make you stay real still in a real small space

As they chart up your insides and put them on display.

They'd see all of it, all of me, all of it.

All the good that won't come out of me

and all the stupid lies I hide behind.

It's such a big mistake

lying here in your warm embrace.

Oh, you're almost home.

I've been waiting for you to come in.

Dancing around in your old suits going crazy in your room again.

I think I'll go out an embarrass myself by getting drunk and falling down in

the street.

You say I choose sadness

that it never once has chosen me.

Maybe you're right...

Let's talk about all of our friends who lost the war

And all of the novels that had yet to be written about them.

It's all the good that won't come out of them

and all the stupid lies they hide behind.

It's such a big mistake

Standing here on this frozen lake.

It's all of the good that won't come out of me

And how eventually my mouth will just turn to dust

If I don't tell you quick.

Standing here on this frozen lake.