My Sister's Fugazi Shirt - Irving Street Fest

Lost in the simple idyllic
I hid behind car, you punched a hole in the wall
You were in love with a girl
I was in love with the words

I'll follow the hill into the end of the road
I'm never crossing the line
I never wrote in the dirt
We sat all night on your porch
We never sat there alone

A new definition of loneliness

We played a show in the basement
There was the walls at all no pavement
Just the strobes and the noise and proclaiming

How I'm gonna be
How I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's asleep
When I dream

If I had an hour to pause before I speak
To choose the words and the meanings
Maybe then you could be with me

Written by:
Ryan Naglak

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