Celebrate The Mundane Lyrics

Trace the veins on your arm.
Count the polka dots of rain,
if it prevents you from harm,
if it distracts you from pain.

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Celebrate the mundane in the place of the divine.
Casting a line to the other side.

Alone in a room she's renaming the colors underneath the sun.
In a lucid dream I tried to bring back things
I found for you in the ground.
In made-up towns with fabricated skies of blue,
but I couldn't bring them back from the dimension of black and white.

They were trapped above the sun.
Wait for me underneath the sun in the black and white