Brand New Colony - The Postal Service
sergiointheam:
“I’ll be the fire escape that’s bolted to the ancient brick
Where you will sit and contemplate your day
I’ll be the waterwings that save you if you start drowning
In an open tab when your judgment’s on the brink
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I’ll be your winter coat buttoned and zipped straight to the throat
With the collar up so you won’t catch a cold
I want to take you far
From the cynics in this town
And kiss you on the mouth
We’ll cut our bodies free
From the tethers of this scene
Start a brand new colony
Where everything will change
We’ll give ourselves new names
(Identities erased)
The sun will heat the ground
Under our bare feet
In this brand new colony.
Everything will change—-“
♥♥♥♥♥♥
