Lletres: Ryan Adams. Strangers Almanac. Yesterday's News.

well traveling to the point
that i can't stop it
get so familiar
never get enough
talk about it all the time
just drop it
damage on your pretty little eyes says it all

i can't stand to be under your wing
i can't fly or sink or swim
it's a lot like falling down
standing up, and i'm falling down
fill my cup til i understand
wait a minute, see the pieces don't fit this time

well, yesterday's news is what i have been reading
see you at the comet and i end up needing
know if you were thinking it could have been
it was nothing it's cause nothing's what you did

i can't stand to be under your wing
i can't fly or sink or swim
it's a lot like falling down
standing up, and i'm falling down
fill my cup til i understand
wait a minute, see the pieces don't fit this time

well i can't stand to be under your wing
i can't fly or sink or swim
it's a lot like falling down
i'm standing up, falling down
fill my cup til i understand
wait a minute, see the pieces don't fit this time