I guess I'm just a few words etched out about nonsense on a philly floorboard on a
piece of paper that I don't look at now 'cause I can't read it I guess I'll look at in the future
when I've got the songs that I want and the friends that I love and I don't have to
meet her somewhere in this cage that i create it's all full of new colors
you tell me that I should write about what I can't help
but I can't even help myself
it's a little hard to see out you
when you're always in view
singin with the door closed
staring out the window
conversations with people that I don't really know
knowing i'll be home soon
being excited to see you
seeing out previews of a future self where i don't lose you
where i don't lose you
Found this album at a time I was in the habit of having a bad dream about you and me. It's great, the song's great, the band's great, corn dogs are probably mid at best. vincentavatar