It's okay to have scars, they will make you who you are. It's okay to have a few, as long as you're not scared of coming here. And in the middle of the
One final trip on to the coast To see the sea, and its host I had to stop my lips from making The most of foreign sounds With one road in and one road
Well I don?t know what I?m doing here I could say that I do, but I don?t You could wrap a million candles into a torch And hope that it steers you home
I?ll let you say I love you When I know I?ll never say it back And you open up the floodgates And wipe the village clean off the map Yeah, oh wipe the
Sun is coming up slowly I didn?t read it in your star-sign or mine God knows we?re not holy In decisions we make And how we spend our time But I got
Cuz I'm the one who said it would be easy Now I'm the one whose feeling worse Cuz I agreed that I would never be put first And I know your heart is beating slow
She said the sleepers on tracks have woken up It's the end of the line I guess our luck is up It was fun while it lasted cause nothing ever does Love
Light will pour, out of your eyes Down into, a field of spies The grass is green, the sky is blue All the sun, bullies the moon [Chorus] But I will make
On a glass-bottomed boat You escaped to ballot your vote On a piece of home-made paper You were a yes And you were a no In wet cement You drew a line
If we?re both not married by twenty-two Could I be so bold and ask you? If we?re both not married by twenty-three Will you make my year and ask me? If
September came real fast Faster than the last Are you alone? Cause I?m alone You got the key to our safe Keep it secret for our sake Or I?m gone While
Open up both your eyes Stain my shirt, I don?t mind Pylons buzz right outside But all I hear is you Remember when it rained all day No playtime, locked
They?re pumping oxygen through the walls The casino stays open all night The fireworks factory is on fire We?re used to following the light And so I
There are things in my wallet I will never use I?m the fifty-first member of a god-awful group Connected by rain they said we?re all the same But I don
We?ve been over and over This thing we call love And I?ve been thinking about What my friends would say If I were to give it up Cause I?ve been tired
Open up both your eyes Stay mine shut, I don't mind Pylons bust, right outside But all I hear is you Remember when it rained all day No playtime locked
There are things in my wallet I will never use I'm the 51st member of a god awful group Connected by rain, they said you're all the same But I don't know
