
Date of issue: 31.03.2007
Song language: English
Books From Boxes |
Night falls and towns become circuit boards |
We can beat the sun as long as we keep moving |
From the air, stadium lights stand out like flares |
And all I know is that you’re sat here right next to me We rarely see warning signs in the air we breathe |
Right now I feel each and every fragment |
This paper trail leads right back to you |
You say you need me to step outside |
You spent the evening unpacking books from boxes |
You passed me up so as not to break a promise |
Scattered polaroids and sprinkled words around your collar in the long run |
Said you knew that this would happen |
Well this is something new but it turns out it was borrowed too |
Why does every let down have to be so thin? |
Rain explodes at the moment that the cab door closed |
I feel the weight upon your kiss ambiguous |
You have to leave, I appreciate that |
But I hate when conversation slips out of our grasp |
You spent the evening unpacking books from boxes |
You passed me up so as not to break a promise |
Scattered polaroids and sprinkled words around your collar in the long run |
Said you knew that this would happen |
Two bodies in motion |
This is a matter of fact |
It wasn’t built to last |
Two bodies in motion |
This is a matter of fact |
It wasn’t built to last |
You spent the evening unpacking books from boxes |
You passed me up so as not to break a promise |
Scattered polaroids and sprinkled words around your collar in the long run |
Said you knew that this would happen |
The pounding rain continued it’s bleak fall |
And we decided just to write after all, after all |
The pounding rain continued it’s bleak fall |
And we decided just to write after all |