There there. (The Boney King of Nowhere.)

in pitch dark
I go walking in your landscape
broken branches
trip me as I speak

just 'cause you feel it
doesn’t mean it’s there
just 'cause you feel it
doesn’t mean it’s there

there's always a siren
singing you to shipwreck
don't reach out
steer away from these rocks
we'd be a walking disaster
don't reach out

just 'cause you feel it
doesn't mean it's there
there’s someone on your shoulder
just 'cause you feel it
doesn't mean it's there
there’s someone on your shoulder

there there

why so green and lonely
heaven sent you to me
we are accidents waiting to happen
we are accidents waiting to happen