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The Gaslight Anthem

Handwritten

 

Handwritten

(album: Handwritten - 2012)


Pull it out, turn it up, what's your favorite song?
That's mine, I've been crying to it since I was young
I know there's someone out there feeling just how I feel
I know they're waiting up, I know they're waiting to heal
And I've been holding my breath,
Are you holding your breath, for too many years to count?

And we waited for sirens that never come
And we only write by the moon, every word handwritten
And to ease the loss of youth and how many years I've missed you
Pages plead forgiveness, every word handwritten

Let it out, let me in, take a hold of my hand
There's nothing like another soul that's been cut up the same
And did you wanna drive without a word in-between?
I can understand, you need a minute to breathe
And to sew up the seams... after all this defeat

And we waited for sirens that never come
And we only write by the moon, every word handwritten
And to ease the loss of youth and the many, many years I missed you
Pages plead forgiveness, every word handwritten

Here, in the dark, I cherish the moonlight
I'm in love with the way you're in love with the night
And it travels from heart, to limb, to pen

And we waited for sirens that never come
And we only write by the moon, every word handwritten
And with this pen, I thee wed
From my heart to your distress

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