Stay Open

(álbum: The Districts - 2016)

Footsteps through the hollow sound
Like the wind blew through the south cold
Hadn't looked down, feared something
Beneath the old me, without any time
We all drifted out from these shores
Finding photographs and loveletters in bottles battered, worn
Shallow saltwater singing sore
You may not be mine
Friends they were shopping next door
Spending money on things that they couldn't afford
Tide pulls too deep for me to hold
Standing still, still changing tide

Stay open, stay open
To catch my fault
What a shame that
I would splinter you
Or hinder you at all
Won't give my love for free
Won't give my love for free
Oh, but please, take it from me

Trying to send my bitter rhyme
But outside from your jokes I'm left to die cold
It is a long drive in my thoughts
Dance slow behind
Show me that you dried in the sand
Your favorite book with no pages, I'm a shell of a man
I'm fumbling with two sets of keys
But I'm setting 'em down
Words crawl under my skin
Like the wind from the north of your hair
Last fall we buried dead plans
Choke dying plans
Last fall we buried dead plans
Choke dying plans

Stay open, stay open
To catch my fault
What a shame that
I would splinter you
Or hinder you at all
Won't give my love for free
Won't give my love for free
Oh, but please, take it from me

Oh my God is falling in pieces
Oh my God this is falling apart
Oh my God is being turned over
Oh my God, this is out of my hand
Stay open, stay open (oh my God, falling to pieces)
To catch my fault
What a shame that (oh my God, falling apart)
I would splinter you
Or hinder you at all
Won't give my love for free (Oh my God, turning it over)
Won't give my love for free
Oh but please, take it from me