If You Go Back, To Th City Lyrics

If the summer crashes down into the mist

Our room will be thankful

Or crazy

Fond of what you see in the mirror

Or over the bed

My distorted reflection

Is in what I said

The overwhelming problems of the

Walls painted lead are here

In the cupboard

The old desk

You see them

In covered shades of red

Without them

You'd be here

In underwhelming dread

But I know when

I see you

I dry my eyes instead

If you go back to the city

I will find myself unread

If your love can handle my pretentious list

Your heart would be thankful

Or crazy

Fond of what I see in the mirror

Or under the bed

I give you a connection

To mend what I said

The overwhelming problems of

Walls painted lead are here

In the cupboard

The old desk

You see them

In covered shades of red

Without them

You'd be here

In underwhelming dread

But I know when

I see you

I dry my eyes instead

If you go back to the city

I will find myself unread

I find myself

I find in you

You can't rewrite my attitudes

Behind the shelf

Behind the bed

There's someone there

I can't behead