The Arms - Ty Segall

In the morning it is still

I think of them so that we both can breathe again

Fear is waking up endlessly in a bad dream

Thinking of our family

There’s no color on the floor

I must forget so that we both can sleep again

So I jump into the ocean just like a baby

I wake up blue again

How did it go?

When they pushed you from home?

Pushed you from home, oh

And out of the arms?

In the morning I can’t hear

What you said inside my ears, dear

In my memories, fear wasn’t just a dream

Thinking of our family

How did it go?

When they pushed you from home?

Pushed you from home, oh

And out of the arms?

Out of the arms

Out of the arms

Out of the arms

Out of the arms