Churches and trains they all look the same to me now they shoot you some place while we ache to come home somehow.
Well time has a way of throwing it all in your face. The past, she is haunted, the future is laced.
If it weren't for second chances, we'd all be alone.
To me, the idea of a weatherman is really powerful. There's a guy on television or on the radio telling us the future, and nobody cares. It's this daily mundane miracle, and I think the songs I chose are about noticing the beauty in normal, everyday life.