No One's There (I Don't Care) - Manbox, Mansions, Weatherbox

Do I think that I’ll be saved

By something that I make

Like a painting swims to rescue me before I’m swallowed by the wave

I’m on thin ice as it is

I don’t care who I came with

Gotta go back home and clean my room before I lose myself in this

If you don’t care

Then I don’t care

What’s the point of talking when no one’s there?

Well I’m on a silly mission to heat the cold and dry the wet

I hallucinate connections between me and my best friends

I imagine some new nation that I will find and then infect with my precious

vibes

I am still lost in the snow

It is thin ice where we skate

And I’ve fallen through a crack and swallowed water to the brain

I was holy once upon a time but that was yesterday

I am the ghost of the tribe

If they don’t care

Then why should I care

I talk to myself (I sing to myself)

And no one’s there

No one’s there

I don’t care

No one’s there

I don’t care

No one’s there

I don’t care

No one’s there

I don’t care