Cathedrals

We used to write seasons for our gods
Now we blame them for our faults
We've watched the wreckage of our youth
In every tear, in every bloom

A house this big was bound to fall
When you learn to run before you crawl
We've watched the wreckage of our youth
It's in the air, it's in the room

Settle up all your affairs
Pen a note to anyone who ever cared
Take your last sip of caffeine
Tell em' that you've gone to break
From the machine

Sit around waiting for my ship to come

Say all that you wanted to
Cut the string that seems to tie me to you
Push past everything you know
The smallest bud lying under winter snow

Sit around and hope to god
I make it through

We used to write seasons for our gods
Now we blame them for our faults
We've watched the wreckage of our youth
In every tear, in every bloom