Opportune

Lyrics for Opportune

That's what I get from you Exhausted arms and legs Well, I could fill the ocean if it could hold attention That's what I get from you All things predictable All things collapsible Two knees under the table It's not a joke if no one's laughing In a different farmhouse every time! So why are you jetting out of here? The house never makes that sound whenever you're not around There's not a big enough hole And I can't get out my head You could see the opportunity, it filled the room You could see the opportunity, it left the room Another question answered just like that