Из альбома: From the Solo Lands

Sky is black with rain,
Weekend away,
I’m standing at your door.

I call your name,
And call, and call again,
You left some time before.

I’ve been thrown, lately,
And I don’t know
Why I feel so old, lately,
Lately’s all I know,
Lately’s all I know.

And I drove for miles,
My eyes on fire,
Not knowing how to say.

Caught in my hand,
Details left on sand,
I’m finding you that way.

I’ve been thrown, lately
And I don’t know
Why we feel so old, lately.
Lately’s all I know,
Lately’s all I know.

The sky white, was snowing,
Daytrip, then home,
Borrowed suit, borrowed shoes.

Life goes on, it’s true,
Lately, I miss you
Lately’s all I know,
Lately’s all I know.

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