"Stolen Umbrellas" as written by and David Scott Lucas....
Riding on a wire like a secret sent
Now all I wanna do is pay the rent to you now
And give you all your due
I clipped a last name from mine last night
Out of my heart and out of sight for all eyes
Now there's just a space for you
I can barely make it home walking down this street
Tripping on all the cracks underneath my feet
But I would never mind it as long as you lived with me

Stolen umbrellas and cowboy boots
An altar full of things left by you it's all I,
Have to show that you were here
I'll take this communion until things turn black
A glass of Robitussin with a whiskey back, and still I,
Can't make the world disappear

I can barely even dream of the idea of sleep
But I would slumber for forever
If only you lived with me
I could stand myself much better if only you lived with me

I can barely make it home walking down my street
Bean bags falling like hail all around my feet
But I would never mind it as long as you lived with me

A train, coming down the tracks
Over our bed, is the sweetest sound
The rain, pouring through the cracks
Down on our head, I wanna drown
A wind, stronger than a draft
Blowing through the house, keeps me safe and warm
The paint, old and drab,
Tear down the walls, sleep in the storm

A train, coming down the tracks
Over our bed, is the sweetest sound


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