mgmt
a good sadness
I can still hear the reflections in the air Feeding time Either hemisphere if it's summer there Seeking you, taking a dive Streets realigned Ooh ooh ooh Stored in my mind All I could do not to steal All the fun in the world From your little heart And now I owe it back to you But it's hard to catch it and let it go Find excuses to burn right through the grief And to melt Oh my poor memories Down to a trace 'Til you forget that I'm alive And you feel it's all right Ooh I'm sure you'll be fine Tune it out and I'm sure you'll be fine Doing well Finding an excuse Shutting down soon (over my eyes) Lost the recall No line Disprove Mean time Desperate Confide Inrush Disprove Mean time Inrush No line Desperate Confide Inrush Disprove No line Inrush No line