Basketball Shoes (Live from the Queen Elizabeth Hall)

Concorde flies in my room

Tears the house to shreds

Defines the night as such:

A home for us, Stick Insects

And leaves no trace of luck

At every market town

That we intersect

I die like fifteen times

A dark blue stem brings me to their breast

And I’m feeling kinda normal with a packed lunch

Train rides don’t hurt much these days

We’re all working on ourselves and we’re praying that the rest don’t mind

How much we’ve changed

So if you see me looking strange with a fresh style

I'm still not feeling that great

And it's in soft focus all around you

You can’t see the football game

On my dad’s sofa we are still

And we never look at our phones anymore

I can’t think of anything better

Pick a hair off my sweater

And drown in me

Like boyfriend jeans

I haven’t felt this way in like ever

I am the Convo you are the weather

And the clamp is cracked smile cheek

And it tortures me

I haven’t felt this way in like ever

I am the Convo you are the weather

And the clamp is cracked smile cheek

And it tortures me

In my bed sheets now wet

Of Charlie I pray to forget

All I’ve been forms the drone

We sing the rest

Your generous loan to me

Your crippling interest