Bright Eyes - Feb. 15th

all eyes on the calendar
another year I claimed with total indifference
to here the days pile up
with decisions to be made
I'm sure all of them were wrong
into this song, I send myself
and with these drinks I plan to collapse and forget
this wasted year
this wasted year
well, devoted friends, they disappear and
I'm sorry about the phone call and needing you
some decisions you don't make
I guess it's just like breathing but not wanting to
there are some things you can't fake
yeah, there are some things you can't fake
well, I guess that it's typical
to cling to memories you'll never get back again and to sort through old photographs of a summer long ago
or a friend that you used to know
and there below his frozen face
where you wrote the name and that ancient date
that ancient date and
you can't believe that he's really gone
when all that's left is a fucking song and
I'm sorry about the phone call and waking you
I know that it is late
but thank you for talking 'cause I needed to
yeah, some things just can't wait
yeah, some things just can't wait
yeah, some things just can't wait
yeah, some things just can't wait
no, no, no, no, no, no
no, no, no, no, no, no
no, no, no, no, no, no