Never

Good

Hang-on

Junes

I’ve looked at love from both sides now,
from give and take, and still somehow
it’s love’s illusions I recall,
I really don’t know love at all

Chasing

Knife

She’s out of my life
She’s out of my life
And I don’t know whether to laugh or cry
I don’t know whether to live or die
And it cuts like a knife
She’s out of my life

Falling

Here we are
Stuck by this river
You and I
Underneath a sky that’s ever falling down, down, down
Ever falling down

Through the day
As if on an ocean
Waiting here
Always failing to remember why we came, came, came

I wonder why we came
You talk to me
As if from a distance
And I reply
With impressions chosen from another time, time, time
From another time

Here

Here’s to me
I’m on the edge of my seat
Boud to fall
But I’m hoping you fall into me

Here’s to us
Here’s to the ties that I’ve cut
Along the way
Here’s to the eyes that I’ve shut

Here’s to my soul
Here’s to the weight of my gold
Here’s to the words that I’ve sold
Here’s to the cold deep in my bones

Here’s to my door
Here’s to the record that no one would pay for
Songs that I wrote and got laid for
Here’s to the floor
Here’s to the floor

Here’s to my rent
Here’s to the money I’ve spent on
Trying to do what I’ve bent on
Trying to breath

Trying to breath

There

I was there 
and she was too 
together 
listening You.

Change

if you just want to be alone
well, i can wait without waiting

I’ve never been with anyone
In the way I’ve been with you