Woorden:
Dashboard Confessional

Down in a local bar Out on the Boulevard The sound of an old guitar Is saving you from sinking It's a long way down, It's a long way Back like you

Hope dangles on a string like slow spinning redemption Winding in and winding out, the shine of it has caught my eye And roped me in, so mesmerizing and

She smiled in a big way, the way a girl like that smiles When the world is hers and she held your eyes Out in the breezeway Down by the shore in the lazy

Stand down, son And start resting easy You?ve done your service I am proud to have you home and see you safe It?s so good You looked so strong In that

Hand out the window Floatin' on air Just a flip of the wrist I'd be wavin' you goodbye Drive past the lifeguard stand Where I'd sit around waiting for

I'm missing your bed I never sleep Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak And this bottle of beast is taking me home I'm cuddling close To blankets

She fixes her lips They always look perfect Never a smudge line Never too much I try on my blue shirt She told me she liked it once She wonders what

On the way home This car hears my confession I think, tonight I'll take the long way In this weather The wind outside is biting It's left me feeling tired

Consider the odds, consider the obvious The martyr is meaningless The campaign has died in the planning stages And the fallen faces are the singular proofs