Church Girls - Colorado

Текст песни

I asked you what’s the point of it all?
The shadows are longer and i think it’s my fault
I used to blame the weather, or something I did
But this time I can’t point to anything
Was Thanksgiving always this way?
She said this year let’s just skip the holidays
Promise me we won’t end up like them
Cause I just couldn’t handle it
Once I’m nine days dry and sleeping straight through the night
Rise up early again and sweep the floorboards of my head
Walk the pine needle floor and my legs are shot but somehow I push on
This cycle of wanting I made for myself
Doesn’t fall in with all the things that I’ve read
And the beatnik threads bouncing around in my head
I’m thinking I deserve
This masochistic stunt
But the way the sun punctuates
The deep green leaves
And how this song always kills me
Makes me think I could be alright this time
Could be alright this time
Be alright this time
Be alright this time