Leap Years

Little Hands of Asphalt Highway's Pull So I'm off again. I'm taking just one of my favourite friends. The tank is full. And we'll be giving in to the highway's pull. (Oooh, oooh.) I'll try to think things through, but I'll be thinking way too much of

Once again the bravest toad; From rainy ditch to Thunder Road But always blinded by the lights So forget about our past romances Raise you glass to second chances 'Cause you're gonna give me one tonight The dials are moving in on nine I'm leaving all

The first whiteness unfolds. One look out the window and your sold. A muffled sound as we rolled around and a nearby refuge from the cold. Where your brother had transformed the bed into a ship that could keep you safe. But the boy beneath the sheets

It's so hard to recall all their names. And at 2 AM most of these streets look the same. There's no reason to lie, you look pretty when you cry. But we don't want to dwell on that. ′Cause there are some things we need to forget. And no, I don't mean

Little Hands of Asphalt Oslo It was a moment for the books. The calendar looked just like the novels we had only skimmed through. So I circled out the dates that I'll skillfully waste. For now that's gonna have to do. It was on the brightest summer d

They tell me New York City's cold this time of year With the way the Atlantic flows, almost as cold as it gets here But that current's on the move, to pursue a new career Led on by the scars in the atmosphere So back here in a tiny town we'll need mo

There's disillusion on my breath tonight That's probably how I pulled you in I know the slaying is inevitable But I never know where to begin The deep water swallowed us And we talked until we got the bends about love in the modern world with the awk