Pan and Broom

One, two, three One, two, three Out of the blue Saw you fall down the stairs It was me pushing you Innocence Tell me the truth Is that blood on your hands Or just chocolate and fruit? That isn't what I heard This world went down in flames and man-made caves An island of lepers That's no kind of place to stay Came into view I just fly through the light Like the dust in the room Reminisce Walk through the zoo And I sweep up my dreams With a pan and a broom Not sure what comes after Life just went down a drain of rainy days Way up in the rafters I float where the organ fades If it's not all that important then why make a fuss at all? Just whistle a tune While you're digging a grave On a hot afternoon Happiness Left here too soon With a map and a bag On a plane to Tulum Best medicine's laughter What a practical joke we have to play Let's wait for the rapture Man the phone banks, we're talking snakes If it's not all that important then why make a fuss at all? "Michael, everything's under control" --- Pan and Broom - Bright Eyes