Bright Eyes - Feb15th lyrics

all eyes on the calendar another year i claim of total indifference to here the days pile up i'm sure all of them were wrong with decisions to be made into this song, i send myself and with these drinks i plan to collapse and forget this wasted year these wasted years i'm sorry about the phone call and needing you devoted friends, they disappear i guess it's like breathing and not wanting to some decisions you don't make there are some things that you can't fake i guess that it is typical to cling to memories you'll never get back again and to sort through old photographs of a summer long ago or a friend that you used to know and there, below his frozen face you wrote the name and that ancient date and you can't believe he is really gone when all that's left is a f**ing song i'm sorry about the phone call and waking you i know that its late but thank you for talking because i needed to some things just can't wait