Wife Patrol - Old Friends Lyrics

Life outside lines
Crumbling overgrown everything
Sunset eyes
Hold out, hold in
Luxury memory vanishing
Mulberry smile
Down in the pipes
Holes in my soles and my storyline
What I have left
What have I left
Sight for sore eyes
Grayer and cratered and still the same
Here we are
Old friends holding hands at the end
No sound only mute destruction
And then every answer questioned
Still hearts under snow falling
New ruts old dirt
Common and ugly and functional
Only option
Dead wood burns bright
Stories and bottles and firelight
"Your attention, please"
Old friends holding hands at the end
No sound only mute destruction
And then every answer questioned
Still hearts under snow falling
Old friends
No sound
And then every answer questioned
Still hearts under snow falling