歌词
[Intro] [Verse] Folding up the black cotton Things that I had forgotten Tour dates on the back spine From a much simpler time Smelling like your old room Fading in the gray gloom [Pre-Chorus] Static on the radio dial Haven't seen you in a while Miles turned into a wall Waiting for a ghost to call [Chorus] Hold the light to the frame Whisper out your secret name Colors bleed in the dark Waiting for a tiny spark Just a polaroid of us Turning slowly into dust Quiet heart, heavy chest Give the memories a rest [Post-Chorus] Soft clicks on the tape No way to escape Soft clicks on the tape [Verse] Rain is dripping in the drain Dull thrum of a distant train Your ukulele in the case Shadows on your empty space Ironing out every crease Looking for a little peace Cardboard boxes on the floor I don't live here anymore [Chorus] Hold the light to the frame Whisper out your secret name Colors bleed in the dark Waiting for a tiny spark Just a polaroid of us Turning slowly into dust Quiet heart, heavy chest Give the memories a rest [Bridge] West coast sun is gold Or so I have been told My tea is getting cold Stories left to be unrolled Are you sleeping soundly there? Is there salt spray in your hair? Do you ever stop and stare? At the ghost we used to share? [Breakdown] Hissing on the magnetic strip Feeling like a sinking ship Click, click, goes the clock Keys turning in the lock [Chorus] Hold the light to the frame Whisper out your secret name Colors bleed in the dark Waiting for a tiny spark Just a polaroid of us Turning slowly into dust Quiet heart, heavy chest Give the memories a rest [Outro]
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