Doorways

Duration

2:36

Genres

Indie Rock

Description

Lyrics

All the photos, golden embers Albums wrought with trite love letters Left behind in old apartments With all the goals you never started You keep callin, just to see me Tell the phone the way to reach me And I'll make up my boring mind And decide I don't belong outside Still they will seek the love you sew Watch the needle passing slow Through fabric folding close I wanna go (with you) x2 I'll be all right, off the grid lights Spend my pennies on nothing but a flashlight Only see what I point it at Search for some color in the blackest black Don't be bashful, no don't be uptight Come to terms with the songs that we both like If it's fleeting, let it go And don't just make it up when you don't know Still they will seek the love you sew Watch the needle passing slow Through fabric folding close I wanna go (with you) x2