歌手:Little Hands of Asphalt
专辑:《Leap Years》

The first whiteness unfolds.
One look out the window and your sold
Muffled sound as we rolled around
and a nearby refuge from the cold
Where your brother had transformed the bed
into a ship that could keep you safe
But the boy beneath the sheets tonight
is hard to recognize
with a head that fills with words that kill
when you run out of things to talk about.

Leaning back on the curb
outside her parents house in the suburbs
Her first love was a hopeful one
and you were starry-eyed till the Earth had turned
But you were the first born son
of a marriage of hit and run
So ever since you've searched for things
you could easily derail
And they did of course
when you shut those doors
Is it strange they never understood at all
No you were so hard to get
And all you see now are their silhouettes
As you keep your pace through the cityscape
and its' picture perfect snow
While the starlit night and city lights
are fighting to let you know
that the innocence yeah it was well spent
but it's time to let it go
'Cause you've got a sharper pen and the best of friends
So what is there to cry about