Rearrange Beds

	That bit before you remember,
	Everything you want begins to blend in
	To bones that ache with things that you can’t spell.
	Rearrange beds to make sure thoughts
	Float straight from my house to yours.
	And when you’re asleep you can forget about us all.
	Aches that sail like ships through cartilage
	You never did anything to.
	For some reason it wants you to know
	It’s not so happy with you.
	When your eyes open wide
	For just one second inside,
	The mourning is your own,
	The mourning is your own.
	And when your eyes start clear up,
	And you come to terms with everything that you’ve got.
	The lies don’t fall out like they used to,
	They just fall straight back into you.
	Aches that sail like ships through cartilage
	You never did anything to.
	For some reason it wants you to know
	It’s not so happy with you.
	When your eyes open wide
	For just one second inside,
	The mourning is your own,
	The mourning is your own.
	The mourning is your own,
	The mourning is your own.
	Save a piece of string for me,
	Keep it safe and clean and tidy.
	I swear one day it’ll come in handy.
	Save a piece of string for me,
	Keep it safe and clean and tidy.
	I swear one day it’ll come in handy.
	Aches that sail like ships through cartilage
	You never did anything to.
	For some reason it wants you to know
	It’s not so happy with you.
	When your eyes open wide
	For just one second inside.
	Aches that sails like ships through cartilage
	You never did anything to.
	The mourning is your own,
	The mourning is your own.
	The mourning is your own,
	The mourning is your own.

	That bit before you remember,
	Everything you want begins to blend in
	To bones that ache with things that you can' t spell.
	Rearrange beds to make sure thoughts
	Float straight from my house to yours.
	And when you' re asleep you can forget about us all.
	Aches that sail like ships through cartilage
	You never did anything to.
	For some reason it wants you to know
	It' s not so happy with you.
	When your eyes open wide
	For just one second inside,
	The mourning is your own,
	The mourning is your own.
	And when your eyes start clear up,
	And you come to terms with everything that you' ve got.
	The lies don' t fall out like they used to,
	They just fall straight back into you.
	Aches that sail like ships through cartilage
	You never did anything to.
	For some reason it wants you to know
	It' s not so happy with you.
	When your eyes open wide
	For just one second inside,
	The mourning is your own,
	The mourning is your own.
	The mourning is your own,
	The mourning is your own.
	Save a piece of string for me,
	Keep it safe and clean and tidy.
	I swear one day it' ll come in handy.
	Save a piece of string for me,
	Keep it safe and clean and tidy.
	I swear one day it' ll come in handy.
	Aches that sail like ships through cartilage
	You never did anything to.
	For some reason it wants you to know
	It' s not so happy with you.
	When your eyes open wide
	For just one second inside.
	Aches that sails like ships through cartilage
	You never did anything to.
	The mourning is your own,
	The mourning is your own.
	The mourning is your own,
	The mourning is your own.