well i’d like to think i’m the mess you’d wear with pride.
like some empty dress on the bed you’ve layed out for tonight.
maybe i’ll tell you sometime. time. sometime.
and you were right.
right. you were right.
outside, by your doorstep in a worn out suit and tie.
i’ll wait for you to come down.
where you’ll find me.
where we’ll shine.
– Band Of Horses (‘I Go To The Barn Because I Like The‘ lyrics)