Writing Again Songtext
von We're About 9

I just wanted to leave you this
One last note in your window before you disappear
I wanted to concatenate
The paper with the pen with the hand that you left here
I wanted to tell you that I am still breathing
I wanted to show you my fingers still bend
I wanted to thank you for giving me something
To be all bitter about, it′s good to be writing again

And I didn't want to wallow so I′m writing a peppy
Little sonnet about the snow

And I think you would like it
And I guess that's what I really miss

And there's something bothering me
What I wanted to say is


Oops, I didn′t mean to get all heavy
I mean really, I am doing just fine
When I look at your picture you are foreign to me
You are practically out of my mind
And this is the season I thought for all summer
And this is the reason I emptied my mind
Onto pieces of paper that don′t hold the answers
Just clear-headed questions and the memory

Of warmer times

And I've sworn off of women but I adopted a dog
With paws that color of snow

And I think you would like him
And I guess that′s what I really miss

And there's something bothering me
What I wanted to say is

So here it goes, this is my letter
To tell you the truth, I can′t tell if I am better
I've been thinking about the way most
Things are difficult to open and easier to close
But closure isn′t something that you get with a person
It's a plan interrupted by snow
And a vision of property
A game that you gain this


And there's something bothering me
What I wanted to say is
I wanted to tell you that I am still breathing
I wanted to show you my fingers still bend
I wanted to thank you for giving me something
To be all bitter about, it′s good to be writing again

It′s good to be writing again