Give up, give a little time
Waste it as if it wasn't mine
And when you stack up all your yesterdays
And your hands grow older than your face
Is it fine
Can you read the major lines
Sell it like I was never there
Harmless as long as you don't stare
And when the sea gets covered by growing vines
And my phone sings me to sleep at night
Am I fine
Can I write a better life
And I thought I saw you on a railway
But the station's closed on snowy days
It's true, I see you all the time
And I'm stuck for months in a seaside town
Reading the signs in growing frowns
It's you, writing off deadlines
And I thought I saw you on a railway
But the station's closed on snowy days
It's true, I see you all the time
And I'm stuck for months in a seaside town
Reading the signs in growing frowns
It's you, writing off deadlines