vice/versa

fair to midland

mountains of molehills

a grapevine in my ear

spots on the tiger while the townspeople gather to hear

while the nest in my hands starve forever

sticklers for cheap fun

you oughta be ashamed to trade in your heirlooms

for an all day black market parade

for a grand prize a slap in the face for you

bold faced type covers your text

it must have been winter

still frame

no dice

where do you get your evidence?

move now

stay still

it takes a luminescent hue

the wood

the crest that's weaved outside your vest

still frame

no dice

loons light the skyline while you sleep on concrete

with both your eyes open

i just kept pullin' on both your feet

someday together we'll breathe for you

bold faced type covers your text

it must have been winter

still frame

no dice

where do you get your evidence?

move now

stay still

it takes a luminescent hue

the wood

the crest that's weaved outside your vest

still frame

no dice

roll down your toes and know there's a shark on a hill

the long drive home is taking it's toll

we just need to rest

still frame

no dice

where do you get your evidence?

move now

stay still

it takes a luminescent hue

the wood

the crest that's weaved outside your vest

still frame

no dice.