Whitehorse - You Get Older

Tekst piosenki:

He left the morning after
Panicked and confused
The night it was a blur
But his knuckles they were bruised
The sign just flipped to open
As he stumbled from the store
A pack of smokes, a lighter
That he stole out of her drawer

Oh, you get colder
You get older everyday

In the back of El Ranchero
Collecting all the scraps
A coaster with a number
And a dented baseball bat
He dialed unfamiliar digits
Maybe deep into Durango
There′s a city made of tin cans
And another made of gold

Oh, you get colder
You get older everyday

They've been searching high and low
For a place to call home
From Tecate to Bisbee
Tucson to Jerome
The whippoorwills awaken as he loads another flock
No family of his own
Just the ones that he forgot

Oh, you get colder
You get older everyday
Oh, you get colder
You get older everyday