Kevin Devine — Cotton Crush lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Cotton Crush" by Kevin Devine.

Lyrics

The bricks get laid and they get torn up And laid again but the bricks always get torn up again
Your friends won’t wait so don’t believe that shit
When they say they’ll wait
Trust me, your friends will not wait for you
Then you’ll be stoned in some park
Just nodding your head and pinching your arms
When a girl walks along
She’s humming your song with your T-shirt on That’s when you’re done, oh, that’s when you’re don
There’s a cotton crush down in the southern states
But back up here, man, we’ve got so much thread and space
To waste, waste, waste
There’s a microphone picking every word up And it shuts itself off when it’s sure that’s its heard enough
The quiet can scrape all the calm from your bones
But maybe it should, maybe we need to be hollowed
To get up and grow and stop fucking around
To kick off our braces and start straightening out
Let’s sift through the static to find a simpler sound
Let’s sift through the static to find a simpler sound
Simpler sound than the shit that’s clouding our heads now