Twenty Songtext
von Troubled Coast

Chances are it′s on the west coast
Chances are it kept you whole
So let's find a reason
You′re a wreck when you're alone

It's those warm Pacific nights in your favorite summer dress
Swimming without words through grace and gestures of regret
Like the fox under the hunter′s gun
You were the death I couldn′t stand to turn away from
For twenty-something years
(What did you do?)
Words can't describe the way your fingers
Wrapped around his sad little throat
(What did you say?)
Only you′d come back soon
Just another of your lies that made me want you more


So let's find a reason
You′re a wreck when you're alone
For God′s too young
White line black lungs
Living for nothing

First make me understand I think I'm starting to believe
Make me understand I think I'm feeling
Gravity but calling it your voice
Mistook identity and chance and called it grace
So make me understand I think I′m losing hope tonight
So maybe without words that seeped into your bedroom walls
Went through your lying teeth with whiskey down your throat

And you know
And you know how you are always the grace of God
When you know that I don′t
You dedicate that hope