From Here Lyrics - Singles - Stillwave

She burned the piston again 

Cut her hair and donned the navy blue 

Left the radio to squabble on air 

Where they sing "I'll come home" 

(From here) 

It's when our minds go like this 

That you're in black and white 

At least you're crazy about it, 

Ill join you in a minute 

At least you're crazy about it 

I'll join you by the hour 

(From here) 

From our quarter life resurgence 

Where our childhood starts to crumble 

From the last complicit urges 

Of our great American novel 

She's turning crimson again 

Saying "I won't go" 

At least you're crazy about it 

Ill join you in a minute 

At least you're crazy about it 

I'll join you by the hour 

Now is not the time to be messing around 

There's a crook in the kitchen who knows all about 

How with a concerted ease her saccharine mind 

Fills with pleasure while he seems to be left behind 

Not with you at the reins 

Not with you at the reins 

From here 

On I'll drive 

I'll join you in a minute, join you by the hour 

Join you when I kick it, join you anyhow 

Join you in a minute, join you by the hour 

Join you when I kick it, join you anyhow