Nana Grizol - The Idea That Everything Could Possibly Ever Be Said (For Patrick) lyrics

You drove home for the first time in 3 weeks today Where is home? I'm not so sure that I'm so sure these days Well I'm sure to come and visit you someday There's no telephone that does justice to all the things I have to say And all the songs that we could play together when we're face to face A billion years could surely not erase The smell of your deodorant and how it blends with sweat Or a tiny car delivering our darling quartet To a distant destination with all it's life Yeah, I danced under the milky way last night