Last Days Of Summer In San Francisco
Matt Nathanson« Last Days Of Summer In San Francisco » est une chanson de Matt Nathanson, 2013, Pop. La chanson dure 3:16, 26 lines / 193 words.
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0:26We spent July in a Berkeley basement
0:31Half read books and bold declarations
0:35There was so much I didn't believe in
0:39And then there was you
0:44You made me brave you made me stupid
0:48Gave me this skin that I could move in
0:52We're gonna leave them where they stand
0:59We'll leave them where they
1:01Love no one cares about the stories they're not in
1:09We'll fade out to whispers
1:13It's the last days of summer in San Francisco
1:27The kitchen's cold the tea kettle whistles
1:32The j-church rolls and rattles our windows
1:36There's no nostalgia here it's just now baby now
1:45I was a fire that you started
1:49For once I knew everything that I wanted
1:54We're gonna leave them where they stand
2:00We'll leave them where they
2:02Love no one cares about the stories they're not in
2:10We'll fade out to whispers
2:14It's the last days of summer in San Francisco
2:24It's the last days of summer in San Francisco
2:46Love no one cares about the stories they're not in
2:54We'll fade out to whispers
2:58It's the last days of summer in San Francisco
3:16Last days of summer in San Francisco
We spent July in a Berkeley basement Half read books and bold declarations There was so much I didn't believe in And then there was you You made me brave you made me stupid Gave me this skin that I could move in We're gonna leave them where they stand We'll leave them where they Love no one cares about the stories they're not in We'll fade out to whispers It's the last days of summer in San Francisco The kitchen's cold the tea kettle whistles The j-church rolls and rattles our windows There's no nostalgia here it's just now baby now I was a fire that you started For once I knew everything that I wanted We're gonna leave them where they stand We'll leave them where they Love no one cares about the stories they're not in We'll fade out to whispers It's the last days of summer in San Francisco It's the last days of summer in San Francisco Love no one cares about the stories they're not in We'll fade out to whispers It's the last days of summer in San Francisco Last days of summer in San Francisco
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