Handshakes

This whole week's been wasted on back roads and gasoline.

This distance doesn't make things easier

And these friendships don't seem to help me.

I let you follow far too close.

When we were younger we never wanted to be alone

With our bad luck and foreign lines.

We'll fill the streets again.

If I take this corner, I'll take the whole goddamn street back.

I heard that living like this can take years off your life.

If you could make me fine - if you could make me alright.

You've got to let me go.

I always found it hard to recognize your face in the morning

In the cold, in the winter, in my home.

I can't even sleep without listening.

We can celebrate changed lives with everybody else