- Lyrics
- Album list
The Postal Service
-
The District Sleeps Alone
Lyricist：Ben Gibbard, Jimmy Tamborello
Smeared black ink, your palms are sweaty
And I'm barely listening to last demands
I'm staring at the asphalt wondering
What's buried underneath where I am?
I'll wear my badge, a vinyl sticker with big block letters
Adhered to my chest
It tells your new friends I am a visitor here
I am not permanent
And the only thing keeping me dry is where I am
You seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex.
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
A stranger with your door key, explaining that I'm just visiting
And I am finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving
D.C. sleeps alone tonight
You seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex
A stranger with your door key, explaining that I'm just visiting
And I am finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving
The District sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights
And send the autos swerving into the loneliest evening
And I am finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving
-
|
