Books From Boxes - Pat Bringer

Night falls and towns become circuit boards

We can beat the sun

As long as we keep moving

From the air

Stadium lights stand out like flares

And all I know

Is that you're sat here right next to me

We rarely see warning signs

In the air we breathe

Right now I feel each and every fragment

This paper trail leads right back to you

You say you need me step to outside

You spent the evening unpacking books from boxes

You passed me up

So as not to break a promise

Scattered polaroids and sprinkled words

Around your collar in the long run

Said you knew that this would happen

Well this is something new

But it turns out it was borrowed too

Why does every let down

Have to be so thin

Rain explodes at the moment that

The cab door closed

I feel the weight upon your kiss ambiguous

You have to leave I appreciate that

But I hate

When conversation slips out of our grasp

You spent the evening unpacking books from boxes

You passed me up so as not to break a promise

Scattered polaroids and sprinkled words

Around your collar in the long run

Said you knew that this would happen

Two bodies in motion

This is a matter of fact

It wasn't built to last

Two bodies in motion

This is a matter of fact

It wasn't built to last

You spent the evening unpacking books from boxes

You passed me up

So as not to break a promise

Scattered polaroids and sprinkled words

Around your collar in the long run

Said you knew that this would happen

The pounding rain continued it's bleak fall

And we decided just to write after all after all

The pounding rain continued it's bleak fall

And we decided just to write after all