In a dark black night
It’s cold, so I press against your chest
And bury my nose
Into a jacket soaked in gray city sweat
And we
Belong
In such a place much farther than here
But in
This street
Those grassy worlds can’t be near
And so
We wait
On time, on love, on distant dreams
And so
We’re left waiting
This college beer town
Stains our eyes in painted red lights
We’re holding hands
To fight the crowds of all lost fights
You break us through
The smell of cigarettes bites my face
We jaywalk the street
Each step a drunk-set cold-rushed pace
And we
Belong
In such a place much farther than here
But in
This street
Those grassy worlds can’t be near
And so
We wait
On time, on love, on distant dreams
And so
We’re left waiting
And the cabs won’t stop and the cars all rear
Back on us, honking in our ears
You wait on me, I clutch your hand
And now my dress is held in your wool again
I know there’s more, atleast you’re near
And we’re just left waiting here
And we’ll just wait here.
And we
Belong
In such a place much farther than here
But in
This street
Those grassy worlds can’t be near
And so
We wait
On time, on love, on distant dreams
And so
We’re left waiting
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