Lyrics Cold War Kids

Cold War Kids

In Harmony In Silver

Jeff knocks at 1128

waits at the stairs

me and Marcus scurry down

got his ass on the rail

bright shocks our eyss

we stumble adaze

we'll save all our stories

for the tea and the shade

I know I didn't write you

but then there was no desire to

I see a sea of faces

I wish I had

Thomas's wrists on his chins

kelly green shirt

smirkin' 'cause he don't

got a nickle to pitch

steamin' plates

they for reach

we politely withhold

can't put out a fork

til Marcus has thanked the Lord

we laugh about our friends

from gradeschool

working for their fathers and

Marcus tells me Rose is doing great

and we know we sleep so long on borrowed grants and dimes from Miles

and you know that package of yours makes me proud and bittersweet with time

and we know we sleep so long on borrowed grants and dimes from Miles

and you know that package of yours makes me proud and bittersweet with time