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• Artiste: Death Cab For Cutie
• Titre: Rand Mcnally
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Rand McNally atlas, cheap coffee stain Now, I wouldn't know how to use one with my life at stake You were waiting on a payphone at a truck stop in Houston Trying to call your mother, ’cause she's a worrier Hand full of twenties in your overcoat Always rolled into a pillow on some stranger's floor And you tell these stories with happy endings Only when interrupted before they’re over But I won't let the light fade I won't let the light fade Chasing these glows into dawn I won't let the light fade I won't let the light fade Falling asleep in their arms It seemed these highways were never-ending Circling odds and evens, the numbers ascending Searching through static in the Wyoming plains We danced to both times of music, as the old joke claims And I wanted for nothing, I couldn't rent We lived on whiskey and Twizzlers, and youth's discontent With this Rand McNally atlas dogging in frame Like Old Testament verses that don't make sense in this decade Don’t let the light fade I won’t let the light fade Chasing these glows into dawn I won't let the light fade I won’t let the light fade Falling asleep in their arms But I won't let the light fade I won't let the light fade Chasing these glows into dawn And I'm holding on Holding on I won’t let the light fade I won't let the light fade I won't let the light fade I won't let the light fade I won't let the light fade I won't let the light fade