The Post Office

The Post Office - Jason Anderson

When we met at the post office

My friends were still at the bar

And I felt a little guilty walking right

Past their parked car

See I hadn't gone to bed

Which is where I totally said I'd be

I got busted but I had to see you

Uh huh

I think we both needed to see

What would happen

Sitting on a bench out

In front of that locked up Brooks Pharmacy

We were listening to flags clack against flagpoles

So cold my teeth were chattering

I found it hard to look at your face

And it killed me how our knees kept touching

If we can't have it all

Can't we at least have someone

'Cause the feeling last summer was confusing as hell

Windows and doors and carpeted floors

Some nights it was hard to tell

Where the day would begin

And the evening would end

So we'd stay up all afternoon

So we could feel it all again

With the best kind of insomnia

Without everything

We felt alive

1 2 3

How the tree branches reached to your room

How we sat still like stills at a Goodnight Moon

Your arms heavy and waving

Like an orthodontist's x ray

When you told me to stay and I remained

We walked home in silence

And stood in front of my car

You got in and rolled the windows down

Turned the radio on

And me I started driving

Last one on the road

I said where are we going

And you said

Just go

Yeah you said just go

Just go

Yeah you said just go

Just go

Yeah you said just go

Just go

Yeah you said just go

Just go

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