Текст песни Collections - Small Black

I was in this place
For many days
Before I realized
The choice to leave
Was not mine at all

Walked into the wrong house
Lost in the white doors
How they laugh up there
At what I offer them!

Collected
In my home
Collected
In a swamp

Darkness shares
The early light
Showing off the new car
There it shone for all
In the driveway
The dead street
Was full of men
With their clean hands
And their clean shirts
A thousand dogs
Waiting silently in
A parking lot

Collected
In my home
Collected
In a swamp
Dream domestic
Model homes
Collected
Miles long

Have a look around
Have a look around
Have a look around
The lawn

Collected
In my home
Collected
In a swamp
Dream domestic
Model homes
Collected
Miles long

Collected
Miles long
Miles long