The National - Hairpin Turns
текст песни

I liked the old way, I thought
I was hanging in there
You held back the worst rain
From my shoulders then
What are we going through, you and me?
Every other house on the street's burnin'
What are we going through, wait and see
Days of brutalism and hairpin turns
Your nervous throat clicks
And my spirit swims right to the hook
You go quiet and leave me
In the wake of a terrifying look
What are we going through, you and me?
What is it you want me to be learning?
We're always arguing about the same things
Days of brutalism and hairpin turns

Say it like I was right
In the room there (and I'll)
Say it like your head was
(Keep my eyes open) on my shoulder
What are we going through, you and me?
Every other house on the street's burnin'
What are we going through, wait and see
Days of brutalism and hairpin turns
What are we going through, you and me?
What is it you want me to be learning?
We're always arguing about the same things
Days of brutalism and hairpin turns
And I'll keep my eyes open
And I'll keep my eyes open