Death Cab For Cutie "Stability" |
Time for the final bout. Rows of deserted houses: all our stable mates are highway bound. Give us our measly sum: getting the air inside my lungs is heavenly. We're starting out with nothing but crippling doubt. We'll rest easy (justified) I've suffered a swift defeat. I'll endure countless repeats. The gift of memory is an awful curse, with age it just gets much worse. But I won't mind. Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |