Craig Finn - The Year We Fell Behind Lyrics

Heaven doesn't settle with the server.
The clicks don't always correspond to the numbers on the dial.
She's open to discuss a little further
But there's something insincere inside her smile.

We were fighting about how I had financed the foundation.
I was trying to bring up any other topic
Than how I'm driving around and dropping off a certain sort of package
To supplement my thin and dismal prospects.

The meds they gave her distant eyes.
The windowsills were filled with flies.
She didn't leave the house there for a long time. The storm rolled in so slowly
The destruction became boring.
The story of the year we fell behind.

I was a seeker.
I was a scout.
I was a believer
Before all the doubt.
Don't blame the city.
I blame the deceivers.
The lights in the barrooms
Can burn through good people

I was a plaything.
I was a pawn.
I couldn't believe
How much they all wanted.
So much consumption.
They all wanted something.

The devil makes his money on the small moves.
All at once has never been his style.
She said if we can hustle hard enough I think we'll probably make it.
But there was something insincere inside her smile.

Slide into the shortest view.
We could maybe take like one or two
But stay here in the game I think you'll find
You start throwing into coverage.
Trying to force a low percentage
To make up for the way you fell behind.

That's the story of the year we fell behind.
That's the story of the year we fell behind.