Every day is an endless dream of traffic lights and gasoline, watching as the world passes me by. All my friends have gone away leaving empty strangers
Wake up in the middle of the night the air is so heavy my head's screwed on too tight and in the glow of the christmas lights i watch you sleep the hands
Rain rain on a Tuesday. Clouds are crying cause they can?t wash me away. Now you?ve got me in your pocket. We fly away above the storm in your space
What a difference a day makes silence so delicious on days like these and by the time that my resolve breaks i've already found the beauty down on my
All I wanna do is write a stupid song with a three line chorus, you can sing along and if it feels so good until it's gone, will you love me? look at
I flew in on the plane yesterday nose pressed to the glass i watched us come into the bay and then i asked myself why i left this place seeking solace
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If I could write you a song with all the right words, would these black clouds begin to burn up the moment you heard? If I could make you a map would
The evening smolders into night turn up the music and i'll drive into the city lights the wind is on your face i'm blowing kisses down from outer space
Lying on my back i feel you breathing sucking down the ghosts into your sleep there's something in your spine that makes me nervous and the black that
Let the color all drain out won't you draw the curtains down on me? silence never spoke so loud it's what i need so let me be with my disease please
God i love the way you wear your glasses you got my glass half full now, my shades half pulled down and i don't think i wanna think of anyone else cause
Raise your cups mountain pirates let?s stop and have a drink and observe a moment's silence we all need some time to think we've had a long hard day
I tried little butterfly not to hurt you so i guess that this might come as some surprise i'm gonna take this trian even though i never thought i'd desert
I live in this ghostown the whispers from the walls fall like feathers to the ground i walk upon these cemetary streets and i don't speak the language
Give me just a little more time and maybe we will find the words that will change our minds. Give me just a little more time. Give me just a little
Broken down in paradise heavy like i'm hypnotized and iam sure the sheep are all asleep by now iwas such a fool for you iheld my breath till iturned blue