Ceilings (исполнитель: Local Natives)

I haven't stopped your smoking yet
So I'll share your cigarette
Just to feel it in my fingers

Walk around 'til 3 a.m.
Tell me what I know again
To keep myself from second guessing

All my silver dreams bring me to you

Hold the summer in your hands
'Til the summer turns to sand
We were staring at our ceilings

Thinking of what we'd give
To have one more day of sun
One day of sun

Silver dreams bring me to you
Silver dreams bring me to you
Silver dreams bring me to you
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