: the glove compartment isn't accurately named and everybody knows it. so I'm proposing a swift orderly change. cause behind its door there's nothing
: I've got a hunger twisting my stomach into knots that my tongue was tied off my brain's repeating "if you've got an impulse let it out" but they never
: there's a tear in the fabric of your favorite dress and I'm sneaking glances. looking for the patterns in static they start to make sense the longer
: this is the moment that you know that you told you loved her but you don't. you touch her skin and then you think that she is beautiful but she don
: I roll the window down and then begin to breathe in the darkest country road and the strong scent of evergreen from the passenger seat as you are driving
: you were the mother of three girls so sweet who stormed through your turnstile and climbed to the street but after conception your body lay cold and
: The atlantic was born today and i'll tell you how... The clouds above opened up and let it out. I was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere
: And when i see you I really see you upside down But my brain knows better It picks you up and turns you around Turns you around, turns you around
: god bless the daylight, the sugary smell of springtime remembering when you were mine in a still suburban town when every thursday i'd break those
: so this is the new year. and I don't feel any different. the clanking of crystal explosions off in the distance (in the distance). so this is the
: sometimes I think this cycle never ends we slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again and it seems by the time that I have figured what it
: (Elliott / Sylvester) Spread your wings, I'm all set Trans Atlantic westbound jet Heading out to JFK I'll play my guitar along the way It's the only
: Baby's into running around Hanging with the crowd Putting your business in the street talking out loud Saying you bought her this and that And how
enough to get to you Gonna send my love to you (Transatlantic) Beam my message through Gonna find your frequency (Transatlantic) Will you, will you read me? Send my love (Transatlantic
And when I see you I really see you upside down But my brain knows better It picks you up and turns you around Turns you around, turns you around If you
I've got a hunger Twisting my stomach into knots That my tongue was tied off My brain's repeating If you've got an impulse let it out But they never make
You were the mother of three girls so sweet Who stormed through your turnstile and climbed to the street But after conception, your body lay cold And
