Listening to: These Streets by Paolo Nutini
For those we love, with hearts with us and bodies elsewhere, and for us, with broken hearts and rolling tears waiting for them to return.
where'd the days go? When all we did was play
And the stress that we were under wasn't stress at all
just a run and a jump into a harmless fall from
walking by a high-rise to a landmark square
you see millions of people with millions of cares
And I struggle to the train to make my way home
I look at the people as they sit there alone
Life is good, and the sun is shining
Everybody flirts to their ideal place
And the children all smile as a boat shuffled by them
Trying to pretend that they've got some space
These streets have too many names for me
I'm used to Glenfield road and spending my time down in Ochy
I'll get used to this eventually
I know, I know
These Streets, Paolo Nutini
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