Sadlands

I recall the summer and the light in your eyes
I was tuning radio waves on the ceiling
All the songs we shouted in the back of your car
I recall the lines but I don’t know the meaning
I recall the recordstore they burned to the ground
And the city on the day of the crash
And all those beautiful homes

I’m in the wreck of your heart
With a windshield full of frost and broken tires
Now I’m listening to the radio
More than a feeling
But I can’t feel a thing

Just carry me home