Red House

专辑：Sincerely, John the Ghost

Listening to red house

Sitting in my white shirt

When I thought about the grass stains

Thought about the red dirt

It's funny when Spring blooms

The funny way the birds sing

I always think I'm gonna sing too

But I forget the melody

Dala, dala

Something like that.

High school's been dead now for ten years

Isn't that some shit?

And from here on out you'll, you'll keep on losing things

So get used to it.

She said she wished we lived different lives

Now that's some shit

And the only thing I'm good for is a melody and some poor advice

So here it is.

Dala, dala

Oh I forget.

Dala, dala

Something like that.

Listening to red house

Sitting in my white shirt

See every day's a funeral

Or every day's a new birth.

If you're not everything

You're nothing till you try to be

Nobody needs saving

Just a little bit of empathy.

You can't save the ones you love,

But who would really want to?

You can't save the ones you love,

But who would really want to?

You can't save the ones you love.