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The Small Calamities - Mission Street Lyrics



The Small Calamities - Mission Street Lyrics




It's been close to a year now
Not that we'd ever count
Keep it professional
Wouldn't want people to talk
I mean, we barely talk as it is now
Blood on the streets of a city on fire
Tourniquets keeping our hearts from our minds
Hiding in sapphire ivory towers, but we won't return

I'll keep my name tag close to my chest
Just promise me you won't forget where you are
I'm swimming in circles or drowned in your light
A man in a polaroid
The stars over mission street sparkle and shine
To light up some future that never could be
Your voice like a megaphone quietly burns, but it's the silence that gets to me

Now the ashes have cleared out, fondness comes from the fall
I am a visitor
I wouldn't get chances to be a fresh coffee cup in the morning
Smoke in your hair, regret on your face
Little black tears in your little black lace
Covered in irony you'll never know
Don't watch it unfold

I'll keep my name tag close to my chest
Just promise me you won't forget when we were
Swimming in circles or drowned in the night
Drunk eyes in a polaroid
The stars over mission street crackle and fall to light up some people we never could be
Your voice from the buzzer, I quietly turn, but it's the silence that gets to me

Don't stay up, don't wait for me
I'll come back, I always do eventually
I curse at this city, I curse at the airport, I curse at the train lines that took me to you
I scream out your name in the dead of the night like somehow you'd hear in the morning
I pray or I dream or I turn off the lights or I lie down pretending to sleep
I scream at the top of my lungs til I can't anymore but it's the silence that gets to me
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It's been close to a year now
Not that we'd ever count
Keep it professional
Wouldn't want people to talk
I mean, we barely talk as it is now
Blood on the streets of a city on fire
Tourniquets keeping our hearts from our minds
Hiding in sapphire ivory towers, but we won't return

I'll keep my name tag close to my chest
Just promise me you won't forget where you are
I'm swimming in circles or drowned in your light
A man in a polaroid
The stars over mission street sparkle and shine
To light up some future that never could be
Your voice like a megaphone quietly burns, but it's the silence that gets to me

Now the ashes have cleared out, fondness comes from the fall
I am a visitor
I wouldn't get chances to be a fresh coffee cup in the morning
Smoke in your hair, regret on your face
Little black tears in your little black lace
Covered in irony you'll never know
Don't watch it unfold

I'll keep my name tag close to my chest
Just promise me you won't forget when we were
Swimming in circles or drowned in the night
Drunk eyes in a polaroid
The stars over mission street crackle and fall to light up some people we never could be
Your voice from the buzzer, I quietly turn, but it's the silence that gets to me

Don't stay up, don't wait for me
I'll come back, I always do eventually
I curse at this city, I curse at the airport, I curse at the train lines that took me to you
I scream out your name in the dead of the night like somehow you'd hear in the morning
I pray or I dream or I turn off the lights or I lie down pretending to sleep
I scream at the top of my lungs til I can't anymore but it's the silence that gets to me
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Writer: Charlie Wolf
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Performed By: The Small Calamities
Language: English
Length: 3:48
Written by: Charlie Wolf

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