Lyrics Montage - Summer Underground

Montage

A phone call from Midtown to Queens
Nearly ended everything
You are cemented in my thoughts
The light on in the dark
Now I can’t remember how
September used to bring about
An independence pending on
Just how dependent our bodies are
You had nothing left to say
Right before you
I was evolving
We weren’t meant to stand the flames
Time is a concept
Everyone knows that
Almost crying in a bar is always strange
I never win these sorts of games
You think I’m quiet and detached
The sugars there, can’t reach the latch
I know you need me to explain
The riddled truth — the turning game
I can’t take sides I fear the sum
The question asked told me to run
I have nothing left to say
This is the theme song
Let the credits roll
I say its time for a montage
Video rewind
I’m walking down your driveway
Swallowed in the silence
I enter through the basement
A pile of your laundry
Make the corners of your bed
I’ll watch you from the den
Oh the rhythm of your shoulders
I’ve never had a friend — a friend invite me over
Who listened like a lover
My eyes glued to the mirror
Something becomes clearer
In the quiet of your bathroom
There are things I cannot tell you
Things that might compel you to kick my shins
I had nothing left to say
Right before me I saw a lifetime
You are the rope!
That I can hold on to
I can’t ever make plans my brain doesn’t work that way
I’ll swim if the water says
When she rolled over
And whispered in your ear
«Do all rats go to heaven or just the ones who care?»