Fair to Midland
Stiffback
Tell the world how I'll miss it's small atmosphere
And wonder how it will evolve
How it rose and it broke won't be trivial
Stay on your feet in your hole

Mr. four eyes
Please remember
We still hold you dear
Mr. young man
Blonde-haired stranger
What seperates brings us closer

Let us announce that it's dark on the holidays
And the morphine blurts out little chunks
Don't let us know if your skin starts to turn too cold
One nap and then

Mr. veteran
Please remember
I tried to revive your breathe
Mrs. undone
What is upstairs?
Steps but no banister

Salts deprived from the eyes
Without patience and a foothold to grip
I'll be the next in line
Have a rope
But nonetheless
If it's burning while I'm rising
It could only be the second best
So if there is not but a last thing we're adding on
It's seems neglected with rods
I think I'll stay up
For I'd swear i just heard your voice
Maybe it's just something in the air

(Please) Carry on
(Don't) Carry on