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The roof is caving in And I'm searching for signs Of open doors and open Please don't speak while I'm trying to say goodbye This is a moment that I can't help but to think about Oour cramping limbs upon four tires Air raids have proven their worth back at our temporary retreat We know instability helps promote tragedy inside The roof is caving in And I'm searching for signs Of open doors and open skies As we set our sights on anything we want To help forget where we are from It seems with every place I've been to I'm in love with every face and monument That won't remind of home Could a caption help explain these nights nd photographs to prove I might be better off? Better off living stories I'd dream up I know these words mean more than what I've written down on paper Or what has been typed in my computer It's just their meaning can't be sent The roof is caving in And I'm searching for signs Of open doors and open skies As we set our sights on anything we want To help forget where we are from It seems with every place I've been to I'm in love with every face and monument That won't remind of home I'd better sink this quarter to brace my wish and lift it from the ground From where people are only pacing sidewalks at noon hour Over any time of day, sleeping is healing, but it could hold us down As we set our sights on anything we want To help forget where we are from It seems with every place I've been to I'm in love with every face and monument That won't remind of home As we set our sights on anything we want To help forget where we are from It seems with every place I've been to I'm in love with every face and monument That won't remind of home |