i got a photographic mind
 with a point and click lifestyle
 he had a needle nose stare 
and an expat past he couldn't explain that

probably why he came to me holding his night in plastic 
somehow somehow it all made sense

so i finally lost all touch 
with the kid they call sunset
 and his half a master's class 
says he's always leaning west

probably why he came to me holding his night in plastic
 somehow somehow it all made sense
 the kid was always one to network a foreign wedding
 party's just a party when you're leaning on the living

so i left the long long shadows 
i left you all a little bitter
 like a pink sweater in summer 
you're kind of left to wonder

i never knew how many stories it would cover
 somehow somehow it all made sense
 probably why he came to me holding his night in plastic
 empties empties will get you a deposit

_____________

Music and words by Tin Trails