Tokyo Police Club - Centennial lyrics

rate me

This is skin

You can wrap all of your arms and legs in

An address that you know

An envelope unfolds

I'm writing to catch up

We were small when we last met

But the letters are unread

She's heard it on cassette

Taught to read

And write at such an early age

Passenger still

She's got books on tape

I'm running to catch up to the old VW

They're leaning out the back

You've never heard of fiction

You've never heard of fact

Way back when

We met cause my parents

Knew your parents

Steady hands, easy friends

All these designs

Parading on the rooftops

All this time, little kids

Intrepids

I'm running out of space

So let me sum this up for you

I'm only wishing well

Though you won't believe me

This coming Thursday evening

Is our centennial