Sebastian

Faded vinyl cases fill the space between

Broken sofa and the letters underneath

Spinning songs that pull my soul up from this living room seat, oh

Oh, melodies like marrow of a peach

Dripping from my chin this golden summer's eve

Are met with hollow stares from suited men with no time to spare, oh

I know I need to stay

And you'll be in Paris today

It's clear that there's no other way

It'd be cool if you came here again

I can't wait, and I can't think of anything

That would shake my bones and bring me to my knees

I could harvest hymns and yell them through the halls of every street

I know I need to stay

And you'll be in Paris today

It's clear that there's no other way

It'd be cool if you came here again

I know I need to stay

And you'll be in Paris today

It's clear that there's no other way

It'd be cool if you came here again