Gravity Lyrics

This is the way I see it:
You're only here for a shot time
The will of windshields will win your way
Despite disconnections and digits and dimes
Not much going on?
Well, so be it
Just pull songs from last years favorite bars
Do they get played on Avenue A
Or with adolescent tears that stain parent's new cars? Profane fames and phantom paints
Disappear with rains down city drains
But like Indian summers that hold on to their suns
Only the best days remain
One month short of a brand new spring
Just close your eyes and let gravity do it's thing
"Those were the days," you teased
But none will stand up to these

3d0e95aa6d7470b57e5b03e793d3626c