Testo di Holiday

My Friend Detroit can't seem to keep up Tell me about it man, neither can I But I still avoid sleeping in the summertime While you cut ties longer than I-75 In this basement, A steady climate You're the variable The wind isn't bringing anything in That isn't sun behind that shade Only rain on your own parade I'd bring over aspiring clergy If I was allowed in your home So you could explain what it's like To spend the rest of your life alone The big difference between you and me Is understanding the word "alive" It's more than deep breaths and blinking eyes We may struggle...but at least we try The wind isn't bringing anything in