Sick Of Goodbyes
David Lowery / Mark Linkous
If I could just keep
my stupid mind together.
Then my thoughts across
the land for you to see.
The sun drags locomotives
to the ocean.
No one knows this like I do.
Seconds clicking watch arm
changes to dust.
Whithered roots of hair
and nights of rust.
I'm waiting in the currents
of the ocean.
I'm so sick of goodbyes goodbyes
CHORUS:
I'm so sick of goodbyes goodbyes
I'm so tired of goodbyes goodbyes
Goodbyes
Goodbyes
When night comes crawling
in on a horse.
Soaking up my dreams
through the pores.
I'm so sick
I'm so sick of goodbyes goodbyes
Goodbyes
Goodbyes
CHORUS