Rilo Kiley Follow

In steep cliffs

with rocks all piled up

mysteries of your passing luck

Ages past

shells and bits of bone

forming new limestone

to give things their turn

There are no bad words for the coast today

You never knew why you felt so good

in the strangest of places

Like in waiting rooms

and long lines that made you late

and mall parking lots on holidays.

There are no bad words for the coast today

when we hold our breath until nothing's left

it all starts to fade.

We can see the stars

from where the birds make their homes

staring back at us.

Indifferent

but distanced perfectly

projected endlessly

it's so fucking beautiful.

There are no bad words for the coast today

then you ask what's a palisade

and if we're too late for happiness?