Paroles de Already Ghosts

In travel, there are traps When I'm writing in the back Beneath the rain, between the maps My diary bears this out but memory has it wrong I loved you when you loved me and then we were done There's a silence on the railway There's a bad curse on the land And this season writes a rainstorm like a poem in the sand You told me I depressed you, that I withered in your hand And that sentence cut my loveline when you left me as you planned In travel, there are traps when I'm writing in the back Beneath the rain, between the maps My diary bears this out but memory has it wrong I loved you when you loved me and then we were gone In travel, there are traps when I'm writing in the back