[Lyric] Queen of cups (A small bird)

[Verse]
The tardigrade can live for years in space in suspended animation
Think of all the microscopic paperwork piling up
That’s someone who knows how to take days off

[Verse]
It’s always wild to watch someone drive with no hesitation
70 miles with no thoughts of imminent death
Maybe I’m some related species in the genus, like Homo anxius

[Pre-Chorus]
Soft is the turn of the night, beneath it I’m rushing
To pick up the breakaway glass of my heart from my sudden brush against nothing

[Chorus]
Take a breath
The still air is stepped in scents
Lavеnder, peppermint
It feels likе a long time since
Can barely sit
Much less stand
Maybe it’s the end
Or just a change in plans
[Post-Chorus]
Curse the pace for not being near enough
And raise my head to face with her majesty, the queen of cups

[Verse]
The bears and the bats are all going back to hibernation
Think of all the bear and bat paperwork piling up
I miss the pain you can just sleep off

[Verse]
But some part of the quiet alights on a new interpretation
Of something somebody once said that was otherwise bunk
. I guess everything’s deep if you think long enough

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m on the floor where I’ll stay for a day or a so
Getting my hand to remember that it can let go

[Chorus]
Even smaller gods
Pebbles and playing cards
Their cousins up in the stars
Were never my cup
But now she
Is staring back at me
Illustrated hand offering
An extended stay at sea
[Post-Chorus]
Collapse on the shore at the end of a trail of blood
To rest for a while on the isle of the queen of cups