I am walking again, counting my steps so I don't lose
my way back home again
My car's collecting leaves
I love all of my things, they've been patient with
me. I thought that I might start to smoke just so I'd
have somewhere to put my hands when time just stands
and stares. we're souvenirs we buried the bars they
bend in the wind, we laugh and return we patron the
saint I go on and go off in english enough,
no more we cry under our breath.
I though that I might start to smoke just so I have
somewhere to put my hands when time unplans.
affairs I couldn't care. I'n not afraid to love someone
for all my life 'till it comes undone,
when we catch our deaths and the continets come,
we keep speaking of course it's so good to know that
I'm not afraid I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid