Plateaus from Oh, Idaho! by Tense Kids

oh say what is truth!
but the coldest morning road
i am pedaling past your doorway
in the pissing winter snow
the frost has numbed my fingers
and i can't quite use the brakes
but i had no plans to stop here anyway

oh say what is truth!
but the coldest of cold shoulders
a madrigal of doorbells
a chorus of doors closing
but when all is said and done
i'd rather be outside anyway

cause it's uphill both ways
or so they say
there are worse plateaus to land on
that's something you can count on these days

oh say what is truth!
but a picture of my father
on the bismarck archipelago
with a frightened sugar glider
i know i'm scared of leaving
i know i'm scared of change
but sometime i am just as scared of home

oh say what is truth!
but a strange stain on a paper
from a letter from a brother
in south selangor malaysia
on his outpost by the coastline
he says the days are just fine
but the nights...

they get so cold
i should hope so
cause the freezing makes it warmer
in the mornings by the harbor
and the leaving makes it better to be home

cause it's uphill both ways
or so they say
there are worse plateaus to land on
that's something you can count on these days

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