Crickets Throw Their Voice

Crickets  Throw  Their  Voice  -  Basement

If  it  all  worked  out  we  would  live  in  a  different  house.

We  would  live  in  a  different  town.

This  is  a  brand  new  start;  clear  body,  broken  heart.

I'll  come  visit  you  when  i  get  the  chance.

Breathing's  not  easy  when  you're  underwater.

I  am  drowning  and  you're  keeping  me  under.

Close  your  eyes,  sleep  outside.  it's  warmer  than  in  here.

I'll  be  fine,  i'll  run  and  hide.  i  wish  i  could  stay  here.

You're  still  in  my  head.  my  mind's  convinced  that  you  never  left.

I'm  counting  down  till  i  see  you  next.

I  still  compare  everything  to  your  silhouette.

How  can  i  forget  what  is  perfect?