"St. Johns" lyrics - LITTLE BIG LEAGUE

Days pass like a breath
You were right it feels like double-dutching through time
Nights all fall so fast
With you and all the shit you keep talking to friends
Still high

Hold on to home base
I see you
Clutch slack in two toned haze
Wherever you're coming from

Now you're channeling him in between the basement the barbiturate
You sing, how?
Drive to St. Johns again
Resurrect the bed that they all found you in
While I slept so sound