Song | Pure Sound |
Artist | The Mountain Goats |
Album | Ghana |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
hey. | |
the air was cooling down | |
the sky was blue | |
i was heading north on taylor street | |
when i ran into you | |
we stopped to talk. | |
right there on the sidewalk | |
the air was new and clean | |
i was inbetween times. | |
the mountains were clearly visible | |
and your timing was cruel. | |
you said almost everything right | |
and your eyes shone like little jewels. | |
we were talking | |
while the temperature dropped. | |
i was hoping against hope | |
that the wheel would stop. | |
you were nineteen, | |
i was in between times. | |
hey. |