Blue and Gold Print - Mates of State (album version) скачать видео бесплатно

So long, lost loves.

I haven't forgotten you, just yet.

I hung your picture before I knew, next to scenes set in golden hues.

Your face, still drifting inside my head.

The weight is gone, heavy words that I could have said.

I sang instead when other girls only cried.

I called it grace.

I am a mindless child.

But I said: He's treating me right.

You're gone.

What's left?

Memories of greater days just hang.

Look on, you say.

Build together the obvious clues.

Taught you: skip the series of laid out rules.

Go sing outside, as clouds raining spark the night.

That's how we met.

Was it the greatest day of this life?

I said: He's treating me right.

We're just a little bit lost inside our houses.

We're just a little unkept out in the streets.

But I won't ever pass up a second to tell you replacement's a myth.

'Cause I know when the kids are all grown we will still have this blue and gold print.