Текст песни: Deckard. Dreams Of Dynamite And Divinity. When Picking Fights.

It was something at first sight and I fell easily
Into conversations where we never did agree
But it was funny we were cool with one another
It was growing into something altogether unpredictable
That?s what was beautiful

When picking fights no logic lights up our way

While the thoughts remain I was casting blame
And I spoke your name though it?s not fair
While the thoughts remain I was casting blame
And I spoke your name though I don?t care

I could not predict which mood that I would find you with each day
It was weird but it was wonderful that?s all I wanted to say
We were both quick to draw conclusions that would shatter all illusions
Of how easily this came and how long it would be staying

When picking fights no logic lights up our way

While the thoughts remain I was casting blame
And I spoke your name though it?s not fair
While the thoughts remain I was casting blame
And I spoke your name though I don?t care

I?m sure I tried to let things slide I fell inside of myself
When picking fights no logic lights up our way

While the thoughts remain I was casting blame
And I spoke your name though it?s not fair
While the thoughts remain I was casting blame
And I spoke your name though I don?t care