Song | Boxing Timelines |
Artist | The Early November |
Album | Imbue |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Crawling through the basement | |
Seeing in the past all the life we erased in bins | |
Color coded for placement | |
Could be trash at what times replaced with | |
I know in time we all walk | |
Sifting through your clothes painting hung on the wall | |
Take me back to the places | |
Where time doesn’t exist to break us | |
It breaks us down | |
With the forgotten smiles | |
The obnoxious laughs | |
The broken hearts | |
Down frame with my first kiss | |
The sweater I was wearing while laying down | |
Holding you for the first time, reminds me of the smell of your gorgeous hair | |
Every note that we wrote in a box with every ticket from every movie that I ever saw | |
Every picture I come across I’m amazed with | |
Every moment I live, a moment replaces another one | |
unpacking boxes like Christmas | |
Obsessed on finding out who I really was | |
Turning all of the joists timelines | |
Reliving every second of my life | |
I know it’s hard to hold on | |
All my thoughts are really sad, how I wish we would just stay young | |
I guess that’s why we let go | |
But I’m not ready to let go | |
With the forgotten smiles | |
The obnoxious laughs | |
The broken hearts | |
Down frame with my first kiss | |
The sweater I was wearing while laying down | |
Holding you for the first time, reminds me of the smell of your gorgeous hair | |
Every note that we wrote in a box with every ticket from every movie that I ever saw | |
Every picture I come across I’m amazed with | |
Every moment I live, a moment replaces another one | |
I won’t be ready to let go | |
But how do you hold on? | |
I won’t be ready to let go | |
So how do you hold on? | |
Crawling through the basement | |
Seeing in the past all the life we erased in bins | |
Color coded for placement | |
Could be trash at what times replaced with | |
I know in time we all walk | |
Sifting through your clothes painting hung on the wall | |
Take me back to the places | |
Where time doesn’t exist to break us |
Crawling through the basement | |
Seeing in the past all the life we erased in bins | |
Color coded for placement | |
Could be trash at what times replaced with | |
I know in time we all walk | |
Sifting through your clothes painting hung on the wall | |
Take me back to the places | |
Where time doesn' t exist to break us | |
It breaks us down | |
With the forgotten smiles | |
The obnoxious laughs | |
The broken hearts | |
Down frame with my first kiss | |
The sweater I was wearing while laying down | |
Holding you for the first time, reminds me of the smell of your gorgeous hair | |
Every note that we wrote in a box with every ticket from every movie that I ever saw | |
Every picture I come across I' m amazed with | |
Every moment I live, a moment replaces another one | |
unpacking boxes like Christmas | |
Obsessed on finding out who I really was | |
Turning all of the joists timelines | |
Reliving every second of my life | |
I know it' s hard to hold on | |
All my thoughts are really sad, how I wish we would just stay young | |
I guess that' s why we let go | |
But I' m not ready to let go | |
With the forgotten smiles | |
The obnoxious laughs | |
The broken hearts | |
Down frame with my first kiss | |
The sweater I was wearing while laying down | |
Holding you for the first time, reminds me of the smell of your gorgeous hair | |
Every note that we wrote in a box with every ticket from every movie that I ever saw | |
Every picture I come across I' m amazed with | |
Every moment I live, a moment replaces another one | |
I won' t be ready to let go | |
But how do you hold on? | |
I won' t be ready to let go | |
So how do you hold on? | |
Crawling through the basement | |
Seeing in the past all the life we erased in bins | |
Color coded for placement | |
Could be trash at what times replaced with | |
I know in time we all walk | |
Sifting through your clothes painting hung on the wall | |
Take me back to the places | |
Where time doesn' t exist to break us |
Crawling through the basement | |
Seeing in the past all the life we erased in bins | |
Color coded for placement | |
Could be trash at what times replaced with | |
I know in time we all walk | |
Sifting through your clothes painting hung on the wall | |
Take me back to the places | |
Where time doesn' t exist to break us | |
It breaks us down | |
With the forgotten smiles | |
The obnoxious laughs | |
The broken hearts | |
Down frame with my first kiss | |
The sweater I was wearing while laying down | |
Holding you for the first time, reminds me of the smell of your gorgeous hair | |
Every note that we wrote in a box with every ticket from every movie that I ever saw | |
Every picture I come across I' m amazed with | |
Every moment I live, a moment replaces another one | |
unpacking boxes like Christmas | |
Obsessed on finding out who I really was | |
Turning all of the joists timelines | |
Reliving every second of my life | |
I know it' s hard to hold on | |
All my thoughts are really sad, how I wish we would just stay young | |
I guess that' s why we let go | |
But I' m not ready to let go | |
With the forgotten smiles | |
The obnoxious laughs | |
The broken hearts | |
Down frame with my first kiss | |
The sweater I was wearing while laying down | |
Holding you for the first time, reminds me of the smell of your gorgeous hair | |
Every note that we wrote in a box with every ticket from every movie that I ever saw | |
Every picture I come across I' m amazed with | |
Every moment I live, a moment replaces another one | |
I won' t be ready to let go | |
But how do you hold on? | |
I won' t be ready to let go | |
So how do you hold on? | |
Crawling through the basement | |
Seeing in the past all the life we erased in bins | |
Color coded for placement | |
Could be trash at what times replaced with | |
I know in time we all walk | |
Sifting through your clothes painting hung on the wall | |
Take me back to the places | |
Where time doesn' t exist to break us |