I Make Sparks

I make sparks

In awesome ways

The dripping tap

Consuming my head

Yeah, you took off

With little conflict in your way

And I'm not good at winnin' fights anymore

I'm just a needle in the hay

I emptied out

The contents of my case, and stayed a while

The heavy load I bore, I wait a while

And bare the swelling of my curse

But I gave ground

A bit of shove so you would see

I won't be biting at my tongue anymore

I could be catching up on sleep

I made a beeline up to the gate

Met with your eyes, and it was appalling

We took a rest, sitting on our feet

These are the memories I keep

We made the law, but it shook the ground

Keeping it working was everything

That would keep it from all going down

And you're sat up

And I lie down

And you're sat up

And I lie down