Dry
Rilo Wye
4:03We're peeling off the paint from our nails The pill is hard to take without the thrills Vine has overgrown past the peaks The Sun has over-shone these ancient streets Feel a little better now than we've been Steady now for more than a season Slowly filling up some of the emptiness Still not quite right Though alright Sky is colored with a few clouds Do I make the same impression on you now Bodies so obsessed with the motion Our blood is warming up from the notion Feel a little better now than we did Steady now for more than a season Slowly filling up some of your emptiness For whatever reason For whatever reason