Lyrics This Happens Every Time - Crushed Stars

This Happens Every Time

and through the ancillary towns
when all the leaves had fallen down
their winter lawns all lined with frost
with one wrong turn we all were lost
waiting for the morning to come
my hands are cold, my fingers numb
i thought you might have more to say
i thought you might see things my way
in your enthusiastic coat
all the confusion you emote
antediluvian regret
held like its your last cigarette
in every color that you dream
each one as hopeless as it seems
we ought to take the subway down
to someplace where we can’t be found
on the meandering pathway home
fin other places yet unknown
i spent forever and a day
trying to wish the world away
beneath the clouds all wet with rain
down undisturbed provincial lanes
it’s getting harder not to breathe
when i can see it on your sleeve