”The District Sleeps Alone” (versuri/lyrics) Melodie de: The Postal Service Smeared black ink Your palms are sweaty And I’m barely listening To last demands I’m staring at the asphalt wondering What’s buried underneath (Where I am) (Where I am) I’ll wear my badge A vinyl sticker with big block letters Adhering to my chest That tells your new friends I am a visitor here, I am not permanent And the only thing Keeping me dry is (Where I am) You seem so out of context In this gaudy apartment complex (Where I am) A stranger with your door key Explaining that I’m just visiting (Where I am) And I am finally seeing Why I was the one worth leaving Why I was the one worth leaving D.C. sleeps alone tonight (Where I am) You seem so out of context In this gaudy apartment complex (Where I am) A stranger with […]
Postal Service, The
The Postal Service – ”Such great heights”
I am thinking it’s a sign That the freckles in our eyes Are mirror images And when we kiss they’re perfectly aligned And I have to speculate That God Himself did make Us into corresponding shapes Like puzzle pieces from the clay And true it may seem like a stretch But it’s thoughts like this that catch My troubled head when you’re away When I am missing you to death When you are out there on the road For several weeks of shows And when you scan the radio I hope this song will guide you home They will see us waving from such great heights „Come down now”, they’ll say But everything looks perfect from far away Come down now, but we’ll stay I tried my best to leave This all on your machine But the persistent beat It sounded thin upon listening And that frankly will not fly […]