� Music � � After the earthquake � � Pictures hanging badly � � Drive-thru crying in a milkshake � � It wasn't built to last � � Up in the front seat � � You were playing at the station � � And I was fidgeting with the heat � � Looking back to the problem days � � Of brackets in the hall � � Caution to the beach � � Safe on your way out � � Wait now � � Velvet curtains on � � Towers at your feet � � They'll contemplate how � � You're weighing down � � Music � � Post the big ones � � The color of the numbers � � If you wake up will you remember � � The awful things I said at the edge of the bed � � Dressing in like a great white � � As they rolled you up on the stage � � And the faint words of Jessica Pratchett � � Were drowned out by the sand � � Memory blackened in the hall � � Caution to the beach � � Safe on your way out � � If you wake up � � Those days � � I never let you fall apart � � But things fade � � Like the scent of a brand new car � � Why would I ever fall in love again � � When every detail's over the guardrail � � Say you'll climb your way out of your wake now � � Say you'll climb your way out of your wake now � � Of your wake now � � Of your wake now � � Blackened in the hall � � Caution to the breeze � � Velvet curtain call � � Thumbs at your feet �