Red Mocassins from A by The Yacht Club

Lately i've been thinking of ways to push forward the hands of the clock, counting the air mailes and hours difference
Lately i've been thinking of nights spent apart, and nights spent together and how the latter seemed to be far more action than words.

During those nights, I'd remember us in your room sitting on your bed,
Cross legged, working out the words and the chords and the melodies
You played upon my mind all night when you played my guitar

It's raining in June, a matching mood that's so typically English
The weather sighs and bends the trees outside
Whipping up, a whirlwind of words so turbulent that matched the feelings that you would impart
A flustering beating of hearts
(I'll cast off in paper boats with holes in the sails and cardboard anchors)

During those nights, I'd remember us in your room sitting on your bed,
Cross legged, working out the words and the chords and the melodies
You played upon my mind all night when you played my guitar

I'll cast off in paper boats with holes in the sails and cardboard anchors
Fighting surging waves I'll set my course throughout the night
To tell you this will all be fine.

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