Old Pictures - Something For Kate

Let these pages fly away

Flagpoles in the sun

Same saturday

And reflected off a window is where you’ll stay

Where you’ll stay

I turned you in

I turned you into whispers

I turned you in

I turned you into old pictures

I build you out of nothing to have you near

I remembered you on trains

So now you’re on every train i hear

Repeat chorus

I wished that you were gone

So you’re gone

Repeat first verse

Repeat chorus