Wallows - Purple 7

Purple 7
by Wallows

walk fast coz it is the rush hour
loose yourself in the heat now, winter's over!
can't breathe, can't think, the temperatures rising
no smile no company right beside to confide with

no conversations, just alienations
we all think the same, get out of the situation
implode, reload, crash out, the routine mode
breathe easy, the trip is long, soon you'll be sleepy

I never told you that I wanted to be alone
I never said I wanted to go home
Without you here, things are never really clear
I just wanted to let you know before you disappear

caps, coats, newspapers and ties
the buskers with cool tunes emanate from the tunnels
it is near, the lights from the 7th train of salvation
on electrified tracks that sparks up my mind

sit beside me, the space is wide
make the long trip short with your cool anecdotes
and if i may, it would be nice if you let me stay for a while,
just a little more time coz i know it'll clear my mind

I never told you that I wanted to be alone
I never said I wanted to go home
Without you here, things are never really clear
I just wanted to let you know before you disappear

Category:

Music

Tags:

• Wallows
• Band
• Purple
• New
• York
• Indie
• Fil-Am
• Pop
• Rock