Lyrics Routine Movements - Accents

Routine Movements

We’re all victims of bitterness
The age is plagued with discontent
And when we meet youth, we never wait
We’re neither young nor innocent
We’re not as lost as we pretend
Our conversations are a rush of air
We only breathe well half the time
Imagination’s a leaking tap
Left to dry up like the Rhine
We can swim or we can die
God knows your head just isn’t big enough for two
You get motion sick from chasing tails
God knows your television feeds right off of you
But it feels like nothing else is alive
It’s all routine
Sometimes I feel you in my mind
You always look before you leap
That’s why my eyes follow you
It’s like you’ve found a place to be
A place to fall, a place to leap
Where all our movements aren’t routine