Sideways
We'll get bicycles
Ride down hills
To the river with friends
And light candles in tin cans
Go on big wheels
My stomachs in cartwheels
And do kissing on cameras
And walk till our feet hurt
And sit out
In the pouring rain
Because it's years since
We spoke or we sat down and talked out
Our past lives
Or how we would change the world
Alone
In the backseat with a satellite
And the telephone
To tell you that it wouldn't last
We caught the last train
To Bayshore faces pressed on glass
When I awoke alone
In the empty concourse
I knew that it couldn't last
It never lasts
We'll get overcome
With distance
And sideways glances
In cinemas and taxis
Get stuck
With ex-loves
In a condo in the city
Where its so cold you can't speak
And feel so tired and so proud
Of everyone we know
Alone
In the backseat with a satellite
And the telephone
To tell you that it wouldn't last
We caught the last train
To Bayshore faces pressed on glass
When I awoke alone
In the empty concourse
I knew that it couldn't last
It never lasts
We'll get bicycles
Ride downhills
To the river with friends
Light candles in tin cans
With the trickling sound
I could have been in bare feet
The loneliest boy in that town
That town
Alone
In the backseat with a satellite
And the telephone
To tell you that it wouldn't last
We caught the last train
To Bayshore faces pressed on glass
When I awoke alone
In the empty concourse
I knew that it couldn't last
It never lasts
Ride down hills
To the river with friends
And light candles in tin cans
Go on big wheels
My stomachs in cartwheels
And do kissing on cameras
And walk till our feet hurt
And sit out
In the pouring rain
Because it's years since
We spoke or we sat down and talked out
Our past lives
Or how we would change the world
Alone
In the backseat with a satellite
And the telephone
To tell you that it wouldn't last
We caught the last train
To Bayshore faces pressed on glass
When I awoke alone
In the empty concourse
I knew that it couldn't last
It never lasts
We'll get overcome
With distance
And sideways glances
In cinemas and taxis
Get stuck
With ex-loves
In a condo in the city
Where its so cold you can't speak
And feel so tired and so proud
Of everyone we know
Alone
In the backseat with a satellite
And the telephone
To tell you that it wouldn't last
We caught the last train
To Bayshore faces pressed on glass
When I awoke alone
In the empty concourse
I knew that it couldn't last
It never lasts
We'll get bicycles
Ride downhills
To the river with friends
Light candles in tin cans
With the trickling sound
I could have been in bare feet
The loneliest boy in that town
That town
Alone
In the backseat with a satellite
And the telephone
To tell you that it wouldn't last
We caught the last train
To Bayshore faces pressed on glass
When I awoke alone
In the empty concourse
I knew that it couldn't last
It never lasts
Credits
Writer(s): Sam Isaac
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