It's hard to breathe
It's hard to see
I don't need a scheduled friendship
I just need a good sense of time
Another year, another stranger
And I feel too sad to try to follow through
In a quiet mood
It's hard to breathe
It's hard to see
It's hard to breathe
It's hard to see
It's hard to see
The kind of thing I need
The kind of thing I need
The kind of thing I need
The falling out of teeth
I don't need a scheduled friendship
I just need a good sense of time and another year
Another year, another stranger
And I see them passing by in shades of blue
In a quiet mood, in a quiet mood, in a quiet mood
In a quiet mood, in a quiet mood, in a quiet mood
'Cause I don't see the point of questions
When I know I'll just say goodbye
Another year of first impressions
And I see how they pass me by
In a quiet mood
And I don't need a scheduled friendship
I just need a good sense of time and another year
Another year, another stranger
And I see them passing by in shades of blue
In a quiet mood, in a quiet mood, in a quiet mood
In a quiet mood, in a quiet mood, in a quiet mood
(And the ghosts in this country keep closing in on me)
'Cause I don't need a scheduled friendship
I just need a good sense of time and another year
Another year, another stranger
And I see them passing by
I see them passing by
I see them passing by
I see them passing by
I see them passing by