A toast
Russian Red
there is a crown by your side you don't deserve
I have just told everyone about your good taste
on the wall behind your door it says 'insane'
oh boy, you don't believe a word I say
a toast to all the hotel rooms we chose
before we even had a close destiny
a toast to all our very first written words
that travelled in the air
without a proper voice to be said, to be said
it seems like we're walking by deaf people talking
we like to give certain shapes to every morning
oh boy you can't believe I could be boring
a toast to all the hotel rooms we chose
before we even had a close destiny
a toast to all our very first written words
that travelled in the air
without a proper voice to be said, to be said
a toast
a toast to all the words we never said