Tekst piosenki
Blur the days together
postcards spread across my legs.
Books and bottles on the floor.
Brown fields in my view,
through the dirty window,
leaving me in-between cities.
Bite my nails between notes and this blue pen.
New respect for all the simple things.
Hours turn into wasted days,
strings cut my fingers every night.
I miss the trees in Pennsylvania,
twisting bottle caps at night, with my friends.
I leave my messages long distance,
hating the moment I hang up.
Blur the days together,
today's theme is tired bored,
read, write, play, drink, pills, sleep..
Waiting for a sign from you,
telling me thet you're okay,
February 13th one more day away.
