Who would have known it would be in a box at the top of the shelf?
Folded with photograph albums, weary and written
Who would have known at the end of the night with the radio off?
Silencing off in the distance, and lost by the water
[Chorus]
And we made it this far without it
I'll send you a postcard about it
Happy Birthday, Christmas, New Year, hope you're fine
Some empty words of future times when this way finds us home
Silhouette frames as the slice of one winter goes down from the
Wall
Someone says "way back in the fall", like it could be written
Who would have thought that the hum of the freeway would fade far away?
Like everything's gone in directions, too different directions
[Repeat Chorus]
[Bridge]
And I knew from the first time, the sliding gla** windows
The concrete, the corner, the table that morning
That I would emerge someone else
And who would have left it to fall under circular sidewalks?
Breaking a pattern existing. a four minute reason
Who could have guessed that it all became bad and then better again?
Taking a shot at a long way, right and uncertain
[Repeat Chorus]
Now we all know that there's nothing to know about fixing
And trying to change old directions into different directions