Resonate Remain Songtext
I had a dream that I awoke
with my skin on your skin in Northern California
The curtains were dancing in the breeze
The sun came in like an over driven G-chord
We drove up on the one
past the pines and hills with the salt air all around
Pulled over on some blank canvas beach
With your breath on my cheek, I fell asleep
You're leaving me like a footprint in the Midwest snow
I'm pleading like a sold out salesman who can't let go
Me and the city, we're just memories and history
of a future that doesn't exist
Those warm summer nights and the skyline lights
they won't make up for the winters you won't miss
You won't miss...
I really thought that we would pull through
and leave this party before the cops showed
Find a quiet place with a view
close to family and old friends
But you can't forgive and I can't forget
Call it off, we're gonna call it quits
A photograph in a shoebox you're
checking on five years from now
You're leaving me like a footprint in the Midwest snow
I'm pleading like a sold out salesman who can't let go
Me and the city, we're just memories and history
of a future that doesn't exist
Those warm summer nights and the skyline lights
they won't make up for the winters you won't miss
You won't miss...
with my skin on your skin in Northern California
The curtains were dancing in the breeze
The sun came in like an over driven G-chord
We drove up on the one
past the pines and hills with the salt air all around
Pulled over on some blank canvas beach
With your breath on my cheek, I fell asleep
You're leaving me like a footprint in the Midwest snow
I'm pleading like a sold out salesman who can't let go
Me and the city, we're just memories and history
of a future that doesn't exist
Those warm summer nights and the skyline lights
they won't make up for the winters you won't miss
You won't miss...
I really thought that we would pull through
and leave this party before the cops showed
Find a quiet place with a view
close to family and old friends
But you can't forgive and I can't forget
Call it off, we're gonna call it quits
A photograph in a shoebox you're
checking on five years from now
You're leaving me like a footprint in the Midwest snow
I'm pleading like a sold out salesman who can't let go
Me and the city, we're just memories and history
of a future that doesn't exist
Those warm summer nights and the skyline lights
they won't make up for the winters you won't miss
You won't miss...