Music After the earthquake Pictures hanging badly Drive-thru crying in a milkshake It wasn't built to last Up in the front seat You were playing at the station And I was fidgeting with the heat Looking back to the problem days Of brackets in the hall Caution to the beach Safe on your way out Wait now Velvet curtains on Towers at your feet They'll contemplate how You're weighing down Music Post the big ones The color of the numbers If you wake up will you remember The awful things I said at the edge of the bed Dressing in like a great white As they rolled you up on the stage And the faint words of Jessica Pratchett Were drowned out by the sand Memory blackened in the hall Caution to the beach Safe on your way out If you wake up Those days I never let you fall apart But things fade Like the scent of a brand new car Why would I ever fall in love again When every detail's over the guardrail Say you'll climb your way out of your wake now Say you'll climb your way out of your wake now Of your wake now Of your wake now Blackened in the hall Caution to the breeze Velvet curtain call Thumbs at your feet