Attic of the videostore

And you won’t even miss me, you won’t even know I'm gone
Every time I go, every time I go to sleep
I feel like moving close to God
And I think that it could happen, "You never know"

And now my headphones feel like home
More than any city I know
You'll be gone for research stations
You’ll be halfway cross the world
And I will stay in Boston, or maybe I will move back home
I'll take my dogs to arboretums, you'd name every plant we saw

We will meet tomorrow, talk shit about the weather
Get buzzcuts evеry winter
Get out of this scenе
For kids who go to college, but pretend like they don’t
I'd pretend anything, to be always getting better
Get out this city, for kids much smarter than me

Gone back to Philly, or at least moved out of Boston
Ten years from now, wanna be somewhere warmer
'cause the cold just makes me meaner, I’m a few steps to Seattle
I still miss the sequoia, even though I’ve never seen them
And I’ll go back to Cusco, and you’ll go back to Quito
It’s not how we remembered

It's spring time but it's snowing, it's a blizzard in my office
On the fifth floor, a goliath, in concrete dresses, jarring
Jagged out the finance districts pockets
When the summer comes, I'll write it again

Flowers grow out sidewalk cracks, and my buildings made of
Matchbox cars and everything else
It's a hundred story toadstool, the spores just make me anxious
I’m tired and I'm anxious, I'm tired and I'm normal

I dunno what I’m not saying, I dunno what I’m not
Heaven is a place forever
Attic of the video store
There's a hundred thousand lovers and a life like falling snow
I will write another album, call it "homes that I lost"

I will write an album call it "love and all her children"
And everyone would spin it, the greatest music ever
Cause every song's familiar, and every song was new
Every song's familiar, and every song was new

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