Progressive Letdown

from by Surface Area

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This room is made of glass
I’m a stone’s throw away from the outside world
Let’s get out of this bell jar for good

Don’t you want to see everybody crying?
Don’t you want to breathe the rotten air?
Don’t you want to leave while you’re alive?
Everybody else is alive

Inhale, exhale that body you’ve maimed
Imprint your fingerprints on mirrors, take the tour
Where will you be tomorrow morning?
When will you see the sun rise?
A thousands hands to grope you and a hundred hands to shake
A dozen ropes to whip you and a few to pull you up
And there’s one rope hanging from the ceiling

We’ve punctured as we’re punctual
And plunged right back on through
Danger’s call beckons us forth,
Bring a calming centrifuge

Take my hands now (bring past shadows)
Lay your head down (bring out to shade)
Lay your sinews low (bring me up above when you go)

I’d rescue you on horseback, but I never learned to ride
I’d sing to you, but I can’t carry a tune

Inhale, exhale your sinuses
Reason with me, please

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from s​/​t, released September 13, 2011

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Surface Area Corvallis, Oregon

Surface Area is Pete Davis on guitar, bass, vocals, piano, accordion, glockenspiel, and synths, and Jon Lervold on drums.

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