[Verse 1]
Spent a summer saying sorry to spiders
For ruining their works of art
Sounds of a Shins song echo down the hallway
They take me back to an innocuous place
[Verse 2]
Parked on the hillside where the ghosts push you up
I wanna be someone who believes in that stuff
Folding time like an old table cloth
You keep in the attic 'til it's eaten by moths
[Chorus]
Are we here or are we up there?
I squint at the sun, trying not to stare
[Verse 3]
Bearing witness to the loss of a century
Assured by others it will all go back soon
Coffee cake mornings, cactus in my feet
I'm swallowing salt and third-person grief
[Chorus]
Are we here or are we up there?
I squint at the sun, trying not to stare
[Bridge]
Ooh
Ooh
[Outro]
The first time I realized my smallness
Was when a circling pack of vultures
Followed me across that open field
I was eight years old, asking God to make a deal