Rainchecks for all my Friends Songtext
von Matt Holubowski

The cities hung low
At the edge of my window
Like a bad idea
Both windy and hollow
Silent as yesterday
Loud as tomorrow
The polished
Plastic
Picture of sorrow


When I have something new to say
I′ll say it to the moon
Perched atop it from a room
With perfect alpine views
I'm hanging on the yellow wall
When tigers used to smoke
I remember vaguely
What I used to know

Alonealonealonealonealonealonealone

I am sorting through
Imaginary loose ends
And I am signing rainchecks
For all of my friends
I′ll see you when I see you
And I loved you when I loved you
And I miss you I miss you

Alonealonealonealonealonealonealone