Cigarettes & Postage Stamps Songtext

von John Mark Nelson

Summer by the water colder with my father I will be
Underneath the setting sun the moon will wait patiently
Washes her memory clean
When the war is over will you come back to the sea?
Staring at the water makes you second guess your love for me
You can have all you need

Folding your letters and reading them over carefully
Cheap cigarettes - we pretend that we're older, you and me

Hiding underneath the stairs and waiting for the room to mend
Hold my breath and listen, understanding that you're back again
Still I would let you in
And every now and then I stop and struggle with a photograph
The stillness of your smile calls to say that there's no turning back
Give me the words I lack

Folding your letters and reading them over carefully
Cheap cigarettes - we pretend that we're older, you and me
Folding your letters and reading them over carefully
(I will wait for your admiration again, I don't know how)
Cheap cigarettes - we pretend that we're older, you and me
(Like this letter, tell me at least that you still know me)

All I want is just a chance to run away from all that's been done
To sit down at the table, mind and body able
Join in the fun
All I want is just a chance to run away from all that's been done
To sit down at the table, mind and body able
Join in the fun, join in the fun, join in the fun