The Long Indifference Songtext
von Shapes and Sizes

All along, indifference
Hail to the losers
And the uptown beggars scouring inadequacy at Main
And the talking flighty hawks
Who hail to another
A prominent third cousin of man
Who neatly spells "gain"
Now the pillows are talking to me
They′re luring me closer
Where they're filling my head with nothing but stuffing
A yellow ribbon
From the ground to the sky
And black muslin sheets
Our paper ship has been floating around in the air too long
Oh, I don′t want to be a part of this thing anymore


No, I don't want to be a part no more
I want to feel whole again, like I did before
Oh, I don't want to be a part of these walls anymore
Now here I am
Once again in the corner of my den
And the words that trickle from the back seat to the front
Tell me enough to know that I am hurt
I want you to use in my sleep
Lead spies of Rome, tied to our feet
The curtain reveals a three-legged spinster
To an audience of our guts and our innards
I want you to use in my sleep
Lead spies of Rome, tied to our feet
The curtain reveals a three-legged spinster
To an audience of our guts and our innards