Paroles de E[u].logy

If this city was a kingdom, I'd want you to rule with me So worried for your safety after all our tomfoolery And I know I'm prolly freakin' out foolishly I just don't want the next thing that I write to be a eulogy In your honor And I know you'd hate it too All the petty little things that I'd associate with you like Stairwells, night vale, and beautiful smiles like Tyco, instruments, and 300 miles like Happiness, elated afternoons in the shade, like Long car trips and tryin' to move where it rains, like Never thinkin' twice but always usin' your brain and like Sherlock Holmes and every tune that you sang like Pie, baking, Seattle, or Portland or Lack of good fortune Kisses in the mornin' Mathematical equations Empty night skies Bonfires, poetry, and livin' life right and there's Beaches, boats, sailing, togetherness The feelin' like you're smilin' even brighter when the weather's shit Tellin' all my friends that I was happy when I gotcha and there's coffee shop dates And certainly Sinatra Meetin' every mornin' and consortin' by your locker how the first time that we kissed you said you're not much of a talker Nearly 8 months later I think you had it backwards I asked you who you were, said you're cute, you were flattered Now our story's gotta fill with happily forever afters And I don't think I could have fallen for you any faster