cambridge
motion city soundtrack
contact was questioned from the boulevard. head colds in frozen weeks of summer holds. i'm fine
i'm fine i'm waiting on the line. we sent ourselves in on the gray card scale
storms are sand. and sand is said
to be sad. longwinded cambridge medicative care. head first the motor runs
they confiscated every accident
and turned ourselves in on our selfish turns
with visitations from the underwhelmed
five years she fears to hold my broken head. why were you gone? why were you gone so long?
she is the reason that i still believe. hold my hand
storms are sand. and sand is said
to be sad. cover your eyes in the pouring rain
cover your eyes in the pouring rain
far away. far away. far away.