In another place in another time
Maybe darling you could be a friend of mine
When the stars go out and the ocean’s dry
We could sit and laugh a while
About the scars and the kitchen knives
The broken glasses and the alibis
We’ll do lunch. Baby, I’ll have tea
We’ll start a fire with the memories
Corner stores are pushing creation
Radio is playing the best songs
Patience is our only weapon
The station isn’t always for certain
For certain for certain
I can cry stars
Bomb
I can smile further
But there’s nothing left there for us
Creating
My memory once fell off a truck
I forgotten more than you’ve created
Stuck
Corner stores are pushing creation
Radio is playing the basement
Patience is our only weapon
The station is always for certain
For certain for certain for certain
Why you gotta wait so long
Why you gotta wait so long
Why you gotta wait so long
Why you gotta wait so long
Why you gotta wait so long
Why you gotta wait so long


Lyrics submitted by Michael289

Quartersawn song meanings
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