Текст: King Creosote. Locked Together.

Seems such a waste of a certain friendship
But her and I could only touch each other's faces
And places nobody was meant to see
Read between the lines
Don't talk to me about secret hard to keep

Keys for the car
And keys for the sheer hand
Of being locked together
In a sail of the promenade
That leads up to Safe Way
Here pay your trolley fines
Don't talk to me about secret hard to keep
Don't talk to me about secret hard to keep

Please, please, please...

Seems such a waste of a certain friendship
But her and I could only touch each other's faces
And places where nobody was meant to see
Read between the lines
Don't talk to me about secret hard to keep
Don't talk to me about secret hard to keep

Please, please, please...

Read between the lines
Read between the lines