Your ink is heavy my ink is light
The paper's darker than a boston sunday night
But it's alright
Because I'm glad you called I felt so lonely
9-5 in a city full of phonies
With their black ties
But your black eyes
And the letters in my head
Under my bed keep screaming
Keep calm keep breathing
I'll come visit you sooner than you think
But I still drink and drink
Hoping you will come home
When I'm alone again
She's rooms away
We're miles apart
She's in my bed
And you're still in my heart
It's a start
And my lungs are brick
My heart is stone
I can't pick up your calls
On the telephone
But the letters in my head
Under my bed keep screaming
Keep calm keep breathing
I'll come visit you sooner than you think
But I still drink and drink
Hoping you will come home
Penpals was written by Jack Greenleaf.
Penpals was produced by Jack Greenleaf.