Qaurantined Past - Paperback Covers текст песни

And it said it'd all be alright
If I made imprints in the grass with it, I'd slide into liquid days by gazing at the clouds
We got our fingers dirty and left the binding paper contracts, signed and proof read, to the will of the wind
How could anyone

Walk with the cold metal bars of the train tracks,
And never glance skyward for a change of scenery

My ends been written those days are flat as paperback covers now
I guess the shadows made it all look so goddamn real

I'm designating colors to sins now, it's as useless as you and your cellophane blindfolds