Trophy Scars - Every City, Vacant lyrics
[Trophy Scars - Every City, Vacant lyrics]
When the family woke up next morning
They packed and left our sad house
We laughed for hours until we went silent
And we knew what we did
We were happy just for an instant
We felt like we were kids
And in the moment, just for an instant
We fell in love once again
Do you remember the billboards in cities
Where we used to live?
The empty promise that God wants to save
Us as long as God can forgive
I wonder if God wrote a book about us
Could he actually forgive?
I wonder if we wrote a book
About us what we'd actually forget
But really, how I wonder
How it used to feel in our
Younger bodies, in our fancy cars
Marbled hotel lobbies
On a foreign beach on our wedding day
In satin sheets in our king-sized bed
How I miss your skin, I miss your lips
Your pretty hair and your curvy hips
The saddest songs, the burning sun
Forget one day and then it's gone
Do you remember the cars in our
Neighborhood? And the sidewalks in chalk?
All the children and all of their families
When they closed down the block?
They'd shoot fireworks into the night sky
We'd toast with champagne
We were real once without any vanities
I want to be there again
But really, I want to be there
In the Whistler mountains in
The powdered snow, in a club in Paris
Drinking wine with our best friends on the
Big Sur cliffs laughing in the wind
Swimming pools in the
Hollywood Hills painting
Moments from your favorite films
Every night and every breathe
The beads of sweat above your breasts
St maarten Beach on our wedding day
In the Vatican in our king-sized bed
I want to be there
They packed and left our sad house
We laughed for hours until we went silent
And we knew what we did
We were happy just for an instant
We felt like we were kids
And in the moment, just for an instant
We fell in love once again
Do you remember the billboards in cities
Where we used to live?
The empty promise that God wants to save
Us as long as God can forgive
I wonder if God wrote a book about us
Could he actually forgive?
I wonder if we wrote a book
About us what we'd actually forget
But really, how I wonder
How it used to feel in our
Younger bodies, in our fancy cars
Marbled hotel lobbies
On a foreign beach on our wedding day
In satin sheets in our king-sized bed
How I miss your skin, I miss your lips
Your pretty hair and your curvy hips
The saddest songs, the burning sun
Forget one day and then it's gone
Do you remember the cars in our
Neighborhood? And the sidewalks in chalk?
All the children and all of their families
When they closed down the block?
They'd shoot fireworks into the night sky
We'd toast with champagne
We were real once without any vanities
I want to be there again
But really, I want to be there
In the Whistler mountains in
The powdered snow, in a club in Paris
Drinking wine with our best friends on the
Big Sur cliffs laughing in the wind
Swimming pools in the
Hollywood Hills painting
Moments from your favorite films
Every night and every breathe
The beads of sweat above your breasts
St maarten Beach on our wedding day
In the Vatican in our king-sized bed
I want to be there