Dryjacket - Spelling Era lyrics

The post- it's are color coded Stuck above your monitor at work To honor the deceased who wrote it No throwing under hand you poorly postured young man Plant feet in proper stance and fight the tide Swing, swing Swing, swing Phone lines decorated, eyes open knees weak Below they're celebrating they light up the street Empty bottles turn to side walk chalk Hollow bodies search for one moment of peace I offer to accompany you homeward 40oz duct taped to each hand Abolish two weekends sober Now my arms are tired but won't stop like a boxer that didn't hear the bell Six minutes in a conversation is all it takes to find your tell I'm told That red hair and red Volvo oh We cross during our separate commutes but you don't know Phone lines decorated, eyes open knees weak Below they're celebrating they light up the street Empty bottles turn to side walk chalk Hollow bodies search for one moment of peace