Stillwave - From Here lyrics

She burned the piston again Cut her hair and donned the navy blue Left the radio to squabble on air Where they sing “I’ll come home” (From here) It’s when our minds go like this That you’re in black and white At least you’re crazy about it, Ill join you in a minute At least you’re crazy about it I’ll join you by the hour (From here) From our quarter life resurgence Where our childhood starts to crumble From the last complicit urges Of our great American novel She’s turning crimson again Saying “I won’t go” At least you’re crazy about it Ill join you in a minute At least you’re crazy about it I’ll join you by the hour Now is not the time to be messing around There’s a crook in the kitchen who knows all about How with a concerted ease her saccharine mind Fills with pleasure while he seems to be left behind Not with you at the reins Not with you at the reins From here On I’ll drive I’ll join you in a minute, join you by the hour Join you when I kick it, join you anyhow Join you in a minute, join you by the hour Join you when I kick it, join you anyhow