Trash Can Sinatras Orange Fell
Drifting, drifting, stickleback waters. Drifting, drifting (Shouldn't let go) I know but I swear I heard the Jordanaires All our love was made on sheets we'd left unmade As street lamp-post light haze orange fell When moments just take you, an instinct betrays you I think I fell in love Kindle, kindle. Beachcombers found no kindle, kindle Pull against the tide and you pull against the gradient Woven with era, we belong to the ages All our plans were made on streets the winter paved As streetlamp lucozade orange fell When someone mistakes you, I fell for all the same old things I think I fell in love Here pin and needle rain fell and cut to the quick I think I had enough Shivering, shivering look what I've done to us Kindle, rekindle Drifting, drifting, beachcombers found us drifting
