Paper Sleeves & Dandelions

[Intro]
[Verse]
Dust on the plastic sleeves
Floating like autumn leaves
I’m hiding behind the rack
Waiting for you to look back
The cassette is warbling low
Where did the morning go?
[Pre-Chorus]
My palms are a little damp
Under the flicker of the lamp
I wrote a note on a tag
Hidden inside your paper bag
[Chorus]
Would you go to the show?
In the basement down below
With the fuzzy guitar sound
And the dandelions on the ground
Just us and the static noise
And all the quiet little joys
[Post-Chorus]
Paper sleeves and dandelions
Reading all the secret signs
Tracing out the crooked lines
Underneath the climbing vines
[Break]
[Verse]
You recommended a 7-inch
My heart gave a little flinch
Scrawled margins in blue ink
Harder to breathe than you think
Xylophone rings in the hall
Shadows are starting to crawl
[Pre-Chorus]
The sun hits the linoleum floor
I’m halfway out the door
But I’m lingering by the bin
Wondering how to begin
[Chorus]
Would you go to the show?
In the basement down below
With the fuzzy guitar sound
And the dandelions on the ground
Just us and the static noise
And all the quiet little joys
[Bridge]
Brushed snare and a tambourine
The softest colors I’ve seen
Walking home on the cracked street
Watching the rhythm of our feet
Maybe I’m a little too late
Maybe it’s just a twist of fate
[Verse]
The melodica plays a sigh
Underneath the golden sky
I almost asked you for a light
Everything felt almost right
But the tape hiss fills the air
With a scent of summer fair
[Chorus]
Would you go to the show?
In the basement down below
With the fuzzy guitar sound
And the dandelions on the ground
Just us and the static noise
And all the quiet little joys
[Post-Chorus]
Paper sleeves and dandelions
Reading all the secret signs
Tracing out the crooked lines
Underneath the climbing vines
[Outro]