Your Life Is Precious - Western Addiction

Gusts of filth slit the wintry air

We stood where trains won’t even dare

When the call comes in you know

What’s going on in that home

Wrote you a letter ‘cause life is precious

You were homeward bound

Toward the sound of silence

Stuck here under April skies

Old friend, you’re between planets

And it doesn’t…

Sound good like music in a record store

Feel warm like someone you never felt before

I miss your look of intensity

East and West and what «Emma» means

Boys and girls of D. I

What it truly means to be kind

But it doesn’t…

Sound good like music in a record store

Feel warm like someone you never felt before

I made your mother cry when you went away

It’s the day after the perfect day

Everything’s telling me that he’s gone

You say you’re here but you aren’t

Red cloaks and wistful faces

All rise for the ever-restless

I guess I always knew

That this would happen to you

And you’d see it through

And it doesn’t…

Sound good like music in a record store

Feel warm like someone you never felt before

Made your mother cry when you went away

It’s the week after the perfect day

Made your mother cry when you went away

And there are no more perfect days