Wooden Houses Lyrics

Wooden Houses
by Elsinore 

Where we are we probably figured out
there's nothing to talk about.
It's all semantic.
A wooden house with windows that slide with rope
might be the antidote for leaving the Midwest.

Happiness, oh it's in your mouth.
It's consonants and vowels in the words you're choosing.
And the phrasing that you're using,
oh, it makes all the difference.

I can't get in if you don't breathe out.
I think too hard and I talk too loud.
I love you, I need you...

Oh, where we are
we've probably figured out
there's nothing to talk about when we're in a panic.
Oh, happiness...oh, it's in your mouth.
It's consonants and vowels in the words you're choosing.

I can't get in if you don't let out.
I think too quick and I talk too loud.
You want words now I can't annunciate.
You've got a response but it's too late.

Carefully constructed.
Attention to detail.
Alright I give up.
The lines on your face are road maps to your brain.

This is how hunger strikes begin.