Seven Years of Holidays (for Stretch) - The Walkmen

Eugene

I’m lost

The world has me knowing

Its sounds

But I’ve traveled so far

In my war

And I’ve lived in a suitcase

For too long

Eugene

I’m lost

The whole world around us

Is too small

Seven years of holidays

Cafes, bars, and sunny days

We ran around

Banged our heads

Never felt no pain

I hope we’ll find our peace

Someday

Until then these wild nights

Are no fun

My old friend

My old friend

Oh someday when this darkness fades

When our ghosts move away

We’ll buy some land

Build us homes

And no more will we stray

I traveled so far

I’m done

Eugene

I’m lost