Wussy - Little Paper Birds lyrics

Never thought it'd come to this, But there you were sleeping in your clothes. In bed with your arithmetic, Your hair had grown so long in your repose. There among the broken gla** Were annuals and little paper birds Faded in the sunlight of the million ways That I can't find the words It's alright. It's alright. The days all run together in an angry pack, And now they're catching up. I finally got your letter, And your punctuation hit me like a truck. She'll be coming down the mountain in a minute now To take us underground. To infiltrate the borders And pray to Jesus When the devil's not around. It's alright. It's alright. We've got all night.