Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Calendar Hung Itself…, artist - Bright Eyes. Date of issue: 28.05.2000
Song language: English
The Calendar Hung Itself… |
| Does he kiss your eyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head? |
| And does he sing to you, incessantly, from the space between your bed and wall? |
| Does he walk around all day at school, with his feet inside your shoes? |
| Looking down every few steps to pretend he walks with you? |
| Oh, Does he know that place below your neck that’s your favorite to be touched? |
| And does he cry through broken sentences like, «I love you far too much»? |
| Does he lay awake listening to your breath? |
| Worried you smoke too many cigarettes? |
| Is he coughing now? |
| On a bathroom floor? |
| For every speck of tile |
| There’s a thousand more |
| You won’t ever see |