Текст песни Mesh Hats And Interstates - Digger

Blur the days together
Postcards spread across my legs
Books and bottles on the floor
Brown fields in my view, through the dirty window
Leaving me in between cities

Bite my nails between notes and this blue pen
New respect for all the simple things
Hours turn into wasted days
Strings cut my fingers every night

I miss the trees in Pennsylvania
Twisting bottle caps at night with friends
I leave my messages long distance
Hating the moment I hang up

Blur the days together, today′s theme is
Tired, bored, read, write, play, drink, pills, sleep
Waiting for a sign from you, telling me that you're okay
February 13th, one more day away

22 miles from Tallahassee
And my heart′s in my stomach again
Coffee and watercolours spill
Waking up on holiday

I miss the trees in Pennsylvania
Twisting bottle caps at night with friends
I leave my messages long distance
Hating the moment I hang up

I miss the trees in Pennsylvania
Twisting bottle caps at night with friends
I leave my messages long distance
Hating the moment I hang up, I hang up