Weird Goodbyes (feat. Bon Iver) Lyrics
Weird Goodbyes (feat. Bon Iver) - The National/Bon Iver
Lyrics by：Matt Berninger
Composed by：Aaron Brooking Dessner
Produced by：The National
Memorize the bathwater memorize the air
There'll come a time I'll wanna know I was here
Names on the door frames inches and ages
Handprints in concrete at the softest stages
I don't know why I don't try harder
I feel like throwing towels into water
Get it down to nothing everything that matters
Fever flashes eyelashes and traffic patterns
Humidity history chemistry and panic
Swimsuits in the windows of electric minivans
I don't know why I don't try harder
I've been goin' down some some strange water
Move forward now there's nothing to do
Can't turn around I can't follow you
Your coat's in my car I guess you forgot
It's crazy the things we let go
It finally hits me a mile's drive
The sky is leakin' my windshield's cryin'
I'm feelin' sacred my soul is stripped
Radio's painful the words are clipped
The grief it gets me the weird goodbyes
My car is creepin' I think it's dyin'
I'm pullin' over until it heals
I'm on a shoulder of lemon fields
What was I even leavin' for
I keep goin' back and forth
I think now I'm about to see
Didn't know how sad it'd be
Memorize the bathwater memorize the air
There'll come a time I'll wanna know I was here
Names on the door frames inches and ages
Handprints in concrete at the softest stages
I don't know why I don't try harder
I feel like throwing towels into water
Move forward now there's nothing to do
Can't turn around and I can't follow you
Your coat's in my car I guess you forgot
It's crazy the things we let go
It finally hits me a mile's drive
The sky is leakin' my windshield's cryin'
I'm feelin' sacred my soul is stripped
Radio's painful the words are clipped
The grief it gets me the weird goodbyes
My car is creepin' I think it's dyin'
I'm pullin' over until it heals
I'm on a shoulder of lemon fields
The grief it gets me the weird goodbyes
My car is creepin' I think it's dyin'
I'm pullin' over until it heals
I'm on a shoulder of lemon fields