The White Birch - Silly Malone lyrics

We found the same We were the ones who leaned on to a solid frame Looking for a perfect smile But out on the streets There was always a new style I could not imitate Silly malone We felt alive Defied all our thrones and borders A way to survive Offering the drivers red wine Lovesick, smearing on some lipstick For each new borderline I could not cover up I remember when I saw your face in the park You were disguised as a brave little star Well, it's ok I see your face in the mirror I surrender to a smile I'm coming home