Buenos Aires Beach - The War On Drugs

My barricades feel open now, so I leave behind the bridge

With a flag with a western wave and a simple stitch to fix

I’ll hold myself together now as you take me through the ditch

Where the sky crumbled on the floors

You’ll sweep me off of my back

You’ll save me from the rumble you spoke of before

And the one who saved you

Ain’t the one who you were banking on

When your highs were cutting through my lows

Enter through the side door please, I know you wish to speak to me

Of old neglected promises of stolen souvenirs

How you could hear the ocean, but you could not see the breeze

When the sky was setting on a Buenos Aires beach

And the sun was shining on the one I wish to see

And the plates are shifting under land, you’re beatin' on the floors

You’re sweeping on the same ones you’ve been sweeping on

You’re the one that saved me and the one that I was banking on

When your highs were cutting through my lows

So hold me up against the tree

You used to measure me in feet

And set your sights to green

And all the crosstown boys and on

They show up with the sea shells in their eyes

But you know what they want

By the glow of your skin

And you can overdress for him

But it will soon grow old

Well this winter it came to pass

So much slower than the last

And now there’s nothing left to grasp

In our hands and nothing left to catch

So they’ll speak of the past

In the future perfect tense

Of places we will go

Before we grow old