and bold declarations. there was so much i didn't believe in
and then
there was you. you made me brave
you made me stupid
gave me this skin
that i could move in. we're gonna leave them where they stand
leave them where they
love
no one cares
about the stories they're not in. we'll fade out to whispers
it's the last days of summer in san francisco. the kitchens cold and the tea kettle whisles. the j church rolls and rattles our windows. there's no nostalgia here it's just now
baby now. i was a fire that you started
for once i knew everything that i wanted. we're gonna leave them where they stand
leave them where they
love
no one cares
about the stories they're not in. we'll fade out to whispers
it's the last days of summer in san francisco
it's the last days of summer in san francisco
love
no one cares
about the stories they're not in. we'll fade out to whispers
it's the last days of summer in san francisco
last days of summer in san francisco.
Lyric Context: last days of summer in san francisco - matt nathanson