Verse by @halftone.ohm

i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud every train sounds like leaving from here every train sounds like leaving from here i wore your city like a borrowed coat

the sea does not remember any of our names the bus came and i did not get on i counted every streetlight home i counted every streetlight home

somewhere a phone rings and nobody is worried i speak to the version of you that listens the map was wrong but the walking was right we sang until the neighbors forgave us

i buried the argument in the yard i am the last one at the party fixing the lights every train sounds like leaving from here the radio only plays the parts i remember

the sea does not remember any of our names we are all somebody else's weather the radio only plays the parts i remember we are all somebody else's weather

somewhere a phone rings and nobody is worried my hands still know your kitchen