text: Theyre tearing up streets again, theyre building a new hotel
  The mayors out killing kids to keep taxes down
  And me and my anger sit folding a paper bird
  Letting the curtains turn to beating wings
  Wish I had a socket-set to dismantle this morning
  And just one pair of clean socks and a photo of you
  When you get off work tonight, meet me at the construction site
  And well write some notes to tape to the heavy machines
  Like We hope they treat you well, hope you dont work too hard
  We hope you get to be happy sometimes
  Bring your swiss-army knife and a bottle of something
  And Ill bring some spray paint and a new deck of cards
  Hey, I found the safest place to keep all our tenderness
  To keep all those bad ideas, keep all our hope
  Its here in the smallest bones, the feet and the inner ear
  Its such an enormous thing to walk and to listen
  And Id like to fall asleep to the beat of you breathing
  In a room near a truck stop on a highway somewhere
  Well you are a radio, you are an open door
  I am a faulty string of blue Christmas lights
  You swim through frequencies, you let that stranger in
  As Im blinking off and on and off again
  And weve got a lot of time, or maybe we dont
  But Id like to think so, so let me pretend
  These are my favourite chords, I know you like them too
  When I get a new guitar, you could have this one
  And sing me a lullaby, sing me the alphabet
  Sing me a story I havent heard yet