Number Our Days 歌词

Nothing happens when you die You don't leave your body or fly off into the sky The day it is you count on were just made up by some guy Nothing happens when I cry Reminds me of the time I called you up to say goodbye A pint of chicken soup comes falling from my eye It's the lens of isolation I declare Your engineering knocks me out of my share If mechanicals observe of what we are Then number our days and point me to the car Nothing happens by degrees Your thought if summer-fall is hidden by the trees My great assessor always said you were a tease Nothing happens every year I scare a few more people off by saying 'dear' What if it turned out my companionship is fear It's the sentimental minute in your hands Fills your Januarys with my plans This is why we leave our ancestors alone Then number our days and lead me to the car